Are We Not Above This?

Wiggly... tolerated his brothers. They each had their own quirks that both endeared him, and got under his skin. They argue more often than not, but they agree when it really matters. Because at the end of the day, they all want the same thing: chaos and worship.

He liked to think of himself as patient. Being immortal leaves you with plenty of time in your hands, and he's learned to spend it wisely. But even his patience wanes in the presence of a younger singling.

"There you are!"

"What do you want?" he immediately asked upon hearing Tinky's voice. He only ever bothers him when he wants something.

"Well that's rude! Not even a hi or hello?" he fake pouted, taking a step closer. Wiggly sighed.

"Hello. What do you want?"

"No one wants to play with me!" he whined childishly.

"I certainly don't."

"Heeeey!"

"I'm sorry, but I have more important things to do than mess around with your toy box," he explained.

"Those are my toys, you guys can't play with them anyways!" Tinky sassed, crossing his arms for good measure. "I just want to play tag! Is that really too much to ask?"

"From us? Yes."

"No one cares about me!" he lamented, throwing an arm over his face.

"Shut up. Why don't you just go chase one of your toys through that maze of yours? You seem to like that," he suggested.

"Noooooo," Tinky whined, stomping a hoofed foot. "I want to be the one to run away! Can't you just play with me for a little bit?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No!"

"Tag-"

"Stop."

"You're it!"

"I mean it."

"Tag," he repeated, poking his arm once more. Wiggly shot him a glare and flinched away.

"I'm not playing!" he insisted, shoving his hand away. Tinky smirked, knowing his brother was starting to crack.

"Ta-"

"You have five seconds to run."

Tinky tensed up, almost taking off right then. "Really?"

"Four."

He wasted no more time and started running off into the void. He didn't know where he was running, or where he'd hide, but he was about to have some fun.

He didn't make it very far before he felt a tentacle wrap around his waist.

"Tag. You're it."

"Hehehey, noho fahahair! Tentacles ahare totally cheheating!"

"Sounds to me like you just aren't fast enough," Wiggly taunted smugly.

"No, you're just a cheater!"

"No, this is cheating!" he wiggled a few tentacles beneath his clothes to wiggle and poke at bare skin. He squealed and twisted in his hold, dropping unceremoniously to the ground. He barely dodged another tentacle as he scrambled to his feet, yelling for back up.

"Blinky! Blinky, hehehelp mehehe!" he cried out as he ran for his life. Wiggly followed behind at a slower pace, knowing he would catch up eventually.

"What's wrong? I thought you wanted to play," Wiggly taunted as he closed the distance between them.

"I dohoho!"

Wiggly smirked and cocked his head. "Then why are you running away?"

"Because you're gonna get me!"

Wiggly couldn't help but chuckle. "How right you are."

He squealed and ran a little faster, but still not fast enough to actually get away.

"Help, he's gonna kill me!"

"And who do you think's gonna help you? Nibbly? He's just as bad as you! And we both know Blinky and Pokey would be on my side anyways."

"Hey!"

"Actually, he's right," Blinky spoke up, suddenly blocking the way. Tinky slid to a haunt before he ran into him.

"Blinky! Come on, you gotta help!"

"Oh I plan to," he said, lowering his sunglasses with a sweet smile. "You said you wanted to play, right?"

"Noho wait!" Tinky panicked and shot his hands out, burying beneath his fluffy sleeves to scribble in his armpits.

"You lihihittle shihihit! Wiggly, get hihihim already!" Blinky squealed and doubled over in his brother's arms.

Wiggly took his sweet time, watching in amusement as they both fought for the upper hand. "Why would I do that, when I could have two victims for the price of one?"

Tinky had already accepted his giggly fate, but the look of shock on Blinky's face was priceless.

"I was trying to hehehelp you!" he cried out in betrayal as the tickly tentacles separated the pair, stretching out their arms to make it easier to get at their spots.

"That was your mistake then, wasn't it?" he asked in a patronizing tone, not waiting for an answer before he struck.

~~~

Pokey had been trying to rehearse when he was interrupted by the agitating, grating sound of his brothers. At first he tried to ignore them, but they only continued to get louder and louder, and now he could hear both Tinky and Blinky screaming for help.

"I swear," he mumbled to himself as he stormed off to tell them to shut up. But he stopped in his tracks when he came upon the scene, a rare, fond smile gracing his lips.

"Tentacles are cheating," he spoke up, making his presence known.

"Thahahat's whahat I sahahaid!" Tinky yelled over the force of his laughter.

"He was bored and wanted to play a game. I thought he needed help tiring out," Wiggly explained. Pokey hummed in understanding, wandering over.

"He usually does," he agreed with a sly smile. "And I heard that revenge is a great way to relieve excess energy!" he added, chuckling at the way Wiggly's jaw dropped.

"Traitor!" he gasped, ignoring Blinky's cry of, "Takes one to know one!"

Pokey was halfway done with pinning Wiggly to the floor when Nibbly rushed in, panting and out of breath. "Are you guys seriously having a tickle fight without me?" he dramatically yelled before throwing himself into the fray.

It had been far too long since they all had a good old fashioned tickle fight, but they all secretly vowed to make sure it would become a more frequent occurrence.