#ler!sally

Math.

Charlie Brown always hated Math.

Well…that was an understatement.

To be frank, it was in fact a very large understatement. 

Charlie Brown despised Math; he absolutely loathed it.

The darn subject’s homework took him about an hour to do every night. 

Not fifteen minutes.

Not thirty.

A whole. freaking. hour.

It was already 12:30 and the honey brown eyed preteen was still up doing homework at his desk…

…Next year he should protest for Math to be cut off from every single school system.

No one would miss it, really! 

Well…no one would miss it besides Linus.

Charlie harshly erased the entire first half of the page, crumbling up the paper in frustration and throwing it to the pile of discombobulated loose leaf papers he used waaaaaaaay earlier in the night.

The yellow cladded preteen groaned loudly, massaging his head as he glared down at the new piece of paper in front of him.

If only he could throw away his problems as simply as he could crumble up paper… 

“Big brother…what are you doing up so late?” A small familar blonde girl said in Charlie Brown’s bedroom doorway. 

“AUGH!! Sally…God, don’t scare me like that…” Charlie said as he clutched his chest where his heart was, hopping down from his bed as he put his notebooks on his dresser. “What are you doing up…? Your bedtime is 8:30, remember?” 

“I asked you first!” Sally said loudly. 

“And I asked you second; two is more than one.” The honey brown eyed preteen snickered as he crossed his arms smugly. 

“That’s not how that works!” The younger screeched. 

“Is to.” The elder huffed. 

“Is not!”

“Is to.”

“Is not!”

“Is to.”

“Is not!”

Charlie rolled his eyes at the back and forth nonsense, biting back a smile as he decided to mess with his little sister a bit, “…Is not.”

“Is to…!” The blue eyed preteen screeched before realizing what she just said, “…Wait…what?! H-How did you—”

“Glad you agree.” The older hummed in triumph, getting flashcards from inside of his backpack and starting to study them, “Go to sleep, Sally. You have school in the morning.”

“So do you!!!” The other screeched.

“I’m aware of that…” Charlie Brown said, “But unlike you, Sal, I don’t just stay up to stay up— I’m studying! So in retrospect, I need to stay awake to know I’m 101% ready for this Math quiz tomorrow!”

“…I thought it was a test?”

“So in retrospect, I need to stay awake to know I’m 101% ready for this Math test!” The boy corrected, putting his flashcards down and putting his hand on his little sister’s shoulder comfortingly, “I’ll be fine,Sally…but I won’t be fine supporting the action of you forcing yourself to stay awake because I’mstaying awake…”

The girl in pink pajamas crossed her arms in frustration, “But you pulled an all-nighter the night before! And the night before that! And the night before that! And the night before that! And the night before—“

“Okay, okay! I get it!” The older preteen said as he cut his sister off, “I’ll go to bed aaaaat…11.” 

“Big brother…” The younger blonde grumbled warningly. 

“10:50?” Charlie asked, trying to negotiate. 

Sally just glared.

“10:30?” 

Sally raised a single brow, her frown still evident. 

“…10:15 but that’s my final offer.” The elder sighed as the baby blue eyed girl sat on his bed. She pat the spot right next to her, lying down as she stared at the ceiling, “But what if you just went to sleep now?“

“I dunno…” The elder said as he scratched the back of his head nervously, “I really need to study, Sal…” 

And he has! Charlie Brown had been studying all week!

All day...

…And all morning…

…And all evening…

…And all night….

What if there was some material he missed?

Or what if he forgot to study a page or two?!

…Isn’t it crazy how one assignment causes a kid so much stress and at the end of all of it he just gets a piece of paper like it’ll make up for it…

'Diploma' this and 'diploma' that. At this point just give him the 1756 looking ass scroll already!!! 

“Pleeeeeeeaase???” Sally said, sticking out her lip as she wobbled it slightly. Charlie Brown face-palmed, looking away as he grumbled to himself. 

He didn’t want to go to bed…he really really didn’t…

The hazel brown eyed preteen has only been studying all week! 

…Which, now that he thought about it…that is a lot of time looking over notes, making flashcards and reviewing homework’s…

“I’m gonna worry all night thinking about you, big brother!” The younger whined as she sneakingly switched her tactics into making the other go to sleep, “Do you really want me staying up all nightworrying??? I’ll get grey/gray hairs before I turn ten—”

“Okay, okay!!” Charlie Brown said as he cut her off, “I’ll go to bed...yeesh.”

The girl’s eyes narrowed, “You mean you’ll go to sleep?”

The elder sighed loudly, “Yes, Ally…I’ll go to sleep.”

Sally’s eyes softened at the nickname, a small smile spreading to her face but her expression still remaining firm, “Promise?”

He nodded, “I promise.”

“…Pinky promise?”

“Pinky promise.” 

“Pinky promise with whipped cream and sprinkles with a cherry on top?” 

The older preteen blinked in confusion but just shook his head fondly, chuckling lightly, “I pinky promise with whipped cream and sprinkles with a cherry on top.” 

The younger blonde raised a brow, “I don’t trust you…I should keep an eye on you to make sure you fall asleep.” She said as she went underneath the other’s covers, getting comfortable. 

Charlie Brown laughed, going in his bed and going underneath the covers as he snuggled into the pillow, “Whatever you say, Al-Al.” 

A comfortable silence loomed over the two as Sally went and turned off the lights, the only light luminating around the room being a night light. 

The baby blue eyed girl swiftly got closer to her elder brother, lying down next to him as he wrapped her in a hug as she buried her face in his chest. 

“You’re warm…” The girl in pink pajamas mumbled. 

“Thank you..?” The honey brown eyed kid said, letting out a quiet squeak as his sibling nuzzled her face in the side of his neck. “S-Sahahally!” 

“Hm?” The other hummed absentmindedly.  

“Gehehet o-ohout!!” 

“But your waaaaarm…!” She whined as she nuzzled harder.

“AHAH— snrt! W-Wait! Sally n-noho wahahait!!” Charlie giggled as he turned around, curling in on himself as his little sister tickled his sides. “Sahall Sahahall!! PlahaHEASE! I-I thohought hic yohou wanted hic meehee tahahoo hic gohoh to SLEEHEEP!” 

“I do! Go to sleep.” 

“Ihihi’m TRYIHING!” The boy giggled, flapping his hands against the other’s arms. “S-Stahap ihiHAT! Gohoh awahay!” 

“Stop~? Stop whaaaat~?” The girl giggled, her soft smile becoming mostly snarky now. 

“Yohour’e— hic! Yohohou’re— squeal! Nahaha stAHAP!!” Charlie squeaked.

“But why~?” The younger blonde teased as she kneaded her older brother’s hips, “Is it 'cuz you’re tickle tickle ticklish~?”

“NOHOH!!” The taller preteen denied loudly as a small blush slowly spread across his cheekbones, “SahaHALLY cohome OHAN whyhyhy?!?” 

The shorter one just shrugged, “'Cuz I wanna!”

“Thehen dohohon’t!” The boy in yellow and black said as he sat up, grabbing his sister’s wrists as they made eye contact, “Ihihit ihis tehen o’clohock, Sahal…”

“So?” 

“Wehee hic hahave schooHOOL ihin the snrt mohohorning!!”

“Well, then you should’ve listened to me in the first plaaaaace~!” The younger sing-songed as she dug her fingers into Charlie’s underarms. “ShiHIT! SHIHIHAT!! Noho— hic nahahat THEHERE!” He cried, kicking his legs on the mattress. “GEHET ahaHOUT!! I-I cahahan’t!”

The younger blonde just giggled in amusement, trying her absolute best to keep herself composed and not lightly poke fun at the other’s helpless hysterics, “You caaaaan’t~? Can’t whaaaaaat~?”

“M-Myhy GAHASH SAHAHALLY gehet ohoFF!” The elder cried.

“And why should I?” The light blue eyed preteen questioned, getting her hands out from her big brother’s underarm’s and pinning his arms up with one hand, letting the other teasingly wiggle over his stomach. 

Charlie’s eyes widened, nervous yet giddy cackles pouring out of his mouth, “WAHAHAIT!! SAHAL hic NAHA— snrt!! SIHIHIS PLAHAHEASE NAHAT THEHEHERE!!” 

“But why~?” The girl asked again.

“YOHOU snrt KNOHOW WHYHYHY!!”

“I don’t think I do~!” Sally hummed, tickling the other’s stomach mercilessly with one hand, “Care to explain, big bro~?”  

The yellow cladded boy’s eyes shot out of his sockets, his laugh duplicating in volume as his sister almost (almost) retracted from the sudden shriek, “D'aww…that tickle, Char-Bar?”

“WIHIHILL YOHOHOU SNRT SHUHUHUSH?!” The elder said as he flailed his arms around. “Nah, I’m good.” The shorter preteen smiled as she blew raspberries on the taller’s tummy.

The honey brown eyed kid threw his head back, happy tears starting to run down his face as he kicked his legs in the air desperately, “PLAHAHAHEASE!!!”

The older preteen layed limp on the bed as his hands flailed in the air, not being able to do anything else but just laugh his head off, “SAHAHALLY IHI— SNRT!! I-IHIHAH!!! IHI’M SNRT SNRT GEHEHETTING YOHOU SNRT BAHACK FOHOHOR HIC THIHIS!!” 

“Oh will you now~?” The younger said as she unpredictably switched from raspberries to nibbles in a matter of seconds. 

“GOOHOOD HIC GREHEHEIF!! SNRT AHAHAHALLY!!!”

The shorter preteen nibbled the other’s sides, using her free hand to tickle at the other’s ribs, “That’s my name~! Don’t wear it out~!”

“IHIHAT’S SAHAHA SNRT SOHO— SQUEAL!!”

“So whaaaaaat~?”

“SAHAHALLY!!!” The elder hiccuped, lightly hitting her arms. 

The younger blonde’s grin turned to a small genuine smile as her usually sad and closed off sibling turned to a giggly loud giggler(e) in a matter on seconds. 

Good ol Charlie Brown…

“AHAH— HIC!! IHI GAHAHIVE!! IHI HIC GIHIVE!!!” Charlie shouted, “NOHAH!!! NOHOHO SNRT SNRT MOHOHORE!!!” 

Sally just shrugged, going back to nibbling her older brother’s tummy as she lightly traced around his navel…

…Talk about ruthless.

“OKAY OKAY OKAHAHAY!!! ALRIGHT SNRT MHYHY GOHOD! J-JUHUHUST STHAHAP!!!” The elder sibling cried, “IHIHI’LL DO AHAHANYTHIHIHING!!”

“Aaaaaannyyyyythiiiiing~?”

“YEHEHES!! YES SNRT SNRT YEHES SNRT YEHES SNRT ANYTHING!!!” 

“Go to bed.” Sally said simply. 

“THAHAHAT’S WHAHAT I WAHAHAAS TRYING TO DO IHIN THEHEE FIRST PLACE!!!” The honey brown eyed preteen howled.

“Well, why didn’t you just say so?” The baby blue eyed girl sweetly mused, stopping her vicious and un-called for attack as she layed back down next to her sibling, “Communication is key when it comes to a relationship, Char-Char.”

“Dihihid Luhucy snrt give snrt yohohou thahat snrt advice?” Charlie Brown asked curiously. 

“Nah— you did. You can be pretty wise when you want to.” The girl exclaimed as she yawned, stretching slightly, “Well…sometimes…kinda…like 20% of the time.”

“Yeesh…what a way to build a guy up and then bring him down.” The older huffed, crossing his arms as he hugged his sister once again. Sally melted into the touch, resting her head on her big brother’s chest as she listened to his heartbeat, “Oh puh-lease. Y’know I love you.” She giggled. 

“Love you too, Sal…goodnight.” The taller mumbled sleepily.

“Goodnight!”

.   .   .

“Charlie are there infinite words?” The pink pajama girl randomly questioned, disturbing her brother’s peace and quiet (also called 'a good night’s sleep). 

“No, Ally…but there are infinite numbers!” The boy explained. 

“Well, if there is a word for every number, then there must be infinite words.” 

Oh good grief…

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"Saaally? You here?" Asta called as he entered the lab that Sally had been granted by the clover kingdom when she agreed to work with them, developing magic tools.

The magicless wizard had been asked to visit and help Sally out with a few experiments. The lab was a large hall filled with piles of books and shelves stacked with various odd looking substances.

"Oh! Comiiiiing~ Hehe-!" Sally's voice cooed out from behind a messy looking display wall, diagrams, and drawings of human anatomy pinned to the surface.

Hearing her response, Asta smiled as he waited for her patiently. He jumped when he suddenly appeared behind him, grabbing his waist and applying pressure to the area, making him yelp and flinch away.

"Ah-hey!"

"We've got so much to get done! Let's see. Okay. Mhm. Yep, yep, yep. Nice and plump. You're perfect for this!" The scientist thought out loud as she circled Asta, lifting his arm and tracing the length of it, before doing the same to his legs, poking and feeling around his knees and chest. He didn't protest, no, he just let her do what she needed to do. It was part of their deal, after all. She helped them, so he helped her.

"Soho, w-what kind o-OHOf experiments ahare you pff- hah, up to today? Ehe!" He flinched and huffed as she poked and prodded him before stepping back to take notes in her handbook.

"Oh, you know. Important stuff." She waved off the question as she turned away, scribbling in her book again with a giggle. Asta raised a brow, taking a step forward to follow her, only to have his ankle suddenly snatched up by a familiar, viscous tendril.

"Huh-?"

He was tossed into the air before being grabbed by more tendrils, holding him down on the warm, slimy surface of Sally's magic Gel. Keeping him in an upright position, leaning backwards slightly for his comfort.

"WOOAH! H-Hey, hey, hey! What's-"

"Hmm... Oh! Of course, nearly forgot. You're not against being tickled, right?"

Astas eyes widened with excitement. No. He wasn't against it at all. Actually, he found it very enjoyable. He and the other black Bulls would often get into tickle fights, wrestling and tussling for victory. But why did Sally want to tickle him?

Doesn't matter. He thought as a smile grew across his face. A deal is a deal. How bad can some tickling be? He's helping after all.

"Go right ahead! I can take it!" He looked determined, a bright, toothy, grin plastered across his cheeks. Sally looked more than pleased to hear this.

"Wonderful!" She picked up a small sand timer with her slender fingers, holding it up to the light before flipping it over, letting the purple hazy sand inside start to fall.

"Then let's begin~"

Before Asta could brace himself, several tendrils snaked closer, poking and wriggling into his sides.

"Pff-! GyahaHA!" The reaction was instant. Asta was deathly ticklish. He wriggled and squirmed against the gooey restraints that held him still.

"Oho God! Ahahaa! EheeEHAHA!" Sally was wasting no time. Another attack began on the wizards knees, the goo forming into little hands, pinching that nerve filled spot just above the knee.

Asta kicked out suddenly with a snort, the goo quickly grabbing onto his ankles again, yanking him into place as they worked on the area.

"BWAHAHA! No! Nohoho!"

"Oooho? No? What do you mean?" Sally grinned, stepping closer to examine his mirthfull expression.

"Why do you say no? Didn't you say you could take it?"

"I-I cahan! I-It juhAhHAA! Ahaa!"

"It what, Asta?" Sally sang, tilting her head to see Astas flushed red cheeks, smiling at how his eyes were squeezed shut, leaving laughter creases across his scrunched nose. She reached a hand, softly pressing on his hip with her thumb.

"IT TIHICKLES! OHOMygodnoooOHO!" He yelled out through his giggling, shaking his head as his ears also came under attack, smaller, string like tendrils fluttering and flickering just inside and behind his little listeners.

Sally giggled at his reaction as she jotted down more in her book before tossing it aside.

"It tickles. Well, haha, duuuh~ That's the whole point, ya silly!" As she spoke, she started casually slipping Astas boots off, letting them drop to the floor with a thud.

"Wait- Wahait not there! Sally! AH! Sahahally!" The silver haired boy was caught completely by surprise as his soles were attacked, not by the Gel magic, but by two sets of smooth, rounded fingernails. His little feet kicking and wriggling to try escape.

"Gotta stimulate every part of your body, for accurate results~" Sally said, in a matter of fact tone. Asta just nodded in response, this was already so overwhelming for the little guy.

"Dahahamn ihit! NyAhAHAAA! OHO! Oho NO!" He was staying strong. That's his magic, after all! Never giving up!... For now.

"Gichi, gichi gooo~"

"UWAHA! D-Dohon't sAHA! Don't say that! NO!"

"Oh? And why not? Does it make your tummy flutter?" The tracing nails found their way up to Astas belly, dragging and skittering over the thin shirt he wore.

"Does it make everything tickle more? Gichi, gichi goooo~"

Holy shit. It did!

"Dahamn it! AHAA! H-How?! How are you doIIING THAHAT!?"

Sally just smiled, walking her fingers further up Astas belly, snaking around to his ribs and starting to massage her thumbs into the bone. Her dexterous fingers tickled SO much more than the sensation her Gel magic caused.

"NONONO! Nyaaaha!-... *gasp* AHA!" Astas body flailed helplessly as the tickling grew more and more intense. His ribs are toyed with by Sally's fingers and nails whilst his knees, sides, and tummy are under attack from the Gel. This was nothing like the fights he had had with the Black Bulls. Not even Yami was ever this intense!

"Oho! This is wonderful! I wonder how long you can withstand the sensation! You're already sweating, and your pupils are dilated! I can hear that you're running out of breath sometimes, too, hmm... We'll have to keep pushing! I need answers!" Sally had that crazed look about her. She was enjoying Astas suffering way too much.

Asta was determined though, he wasn't giving up!

"I can do thihis all d-!" A look of horror shot across his face as he felt her nails creep up to his underarms. His whole world was flipped upside-down.

"GYAHAHAAAA-!... *gasp* Aha! NOOOHO! No! Ahaha!" The feeling of Sally's nails scritching at his armpits sent him into a frenzy. Flailing and cackling with his whole chest.

"Oooh, you like this spot, huh? Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle~!" Sally sang, relishing Astas intense reactions to such a small gesture.

This was crazy! Astas eyes fogged up with tears of mirth as his body was bombarded with tickles. The Gel tendrils snaked up into his shirt and up the cuffs of his trouser legs, tickling his skin directly.

"SAHAHALLY! *hic* PleheEHASE! AAAHAAaahaA-!... *gasp* AHAa! Not therehereee...! *gasp* GYAAAHAAAHA!"

"Hmm, this won't do." Sally sighed, seeing that her sand timer had already ran out.

"Uuugh, I need more time! Oh!" She grinned, pausing her ticklish assault for a brief moment, simply flipping the timer again, giving Asta a precious moment of relief.

"Problem solved!"

"Sally... Haha... Please just, just gimme-"

"Now then~" She smirked up at him, immediately beginning to rake her nails up and down his soles again.

"NAHAHAAAAA-!"

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Several sand timer rotations later, Atsa was spent. His hair was a fuzzy mess, and his headband slipped, covering one of his eyes as he flailed and screamed with laughter.

"Oh wow! Your all sweaty! And- Oh look at that colour!" Sally grinned, cupping his cheeks, squishing them slightly as her torment finally came to an end.

"Woooowza, such a pretty pink! Do you feel dizzy? Sick? Or do you feel amazing! Are you gonna pee? Is anything numb? Do I need to cut open-"

"Nooo, no, no, that won't be necessary." Asta chuckled, gulping in a fresh breath of air before sighing, letting his head droop.

"I'm just tired now. And I feel tingly all over." He explained with a smile as Sally set him om the floor, he'd Gel magic shifting away and melting into nothing.

"Oooooh, tingly~ Good word! You're such a good test subject." She smiled, handing him a candy after he finished straightening out his clothes and putting his boots on.

"Happy to help!" He chimed.

"Anything that might help protect the people of Clover." He said proudly, head held high even after such an exhausting ordeal.

"So, what was all this working towards anyway?"

Sally paused, tilting her head and tapping her chin.

"You know.... I forgot~!"

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