Yes, we all exist: fluff and giggles

I need that book!

I (outfit 5) was working on research for a case we were working on and I thought maybe I could be of some help. After all it's always nice to know a little bit about what you can do or what you're supposed to be able to do but without my powers I'm too short. Sam had been in there earlier also reading through and looking at books but we decided having the two of us in the same room together can be a little distracting. The boys had gone out to get food after a case we did but we didn't have enough info on the creature we were fighting which is why we were a) in a huge library now and b) why I used my powers to cut us off from the rest of the world so no one could see or hear us. Which was probably for the best because not only were the boys in a bad mood but the area I had us cut off in was trashed. Pizza boxes beer cans books and papers on every surface. And I hadn't wanted to go with them on the food run. You know what they say you're not you when you're hungry. And they came back still grouchy.

Farr's we're back. Sam called for me. Sam can you help me? I called out to him. Coming. I wasn't sure where Dean was but "Fam" as Dean and dad like to call us. We were all really tired the boys were in a bad mood and Sam really just wanted Dean to back off and leave him alone. And he'd been upset with Dean about helping him clean up so I Mary Poppinsed the room to clean itself up with my powers and of course out any prying eyes even though that shouldn't had been a problem thanks to me cutting us off from everyone else. But I still didn't understand why everything was so messy. I had to make sure no one would hear or see or witness anything that should be happening while we were here and it was the only possible way that we could be doing what we were doing say making the place our own. Being able to come and go as we pleased and otherwise destroy the place. I didn't want to draw attention to any of us and what we were doing. Sam was finishing up restacking and putting files away back where they belonged and he had asked Dean to help us clean up but instead he sat down and kicked back and felt we were doing a good job on our own and that it didn't need to be a 3 person job.

I rolled my eyes and kept working. Will you get a book for me I'm too short? Sure no problem I was heading up that way anyways myself to put these books back. He chuckled at his own little joke. You're not funny I roll my eyes playfully. I'm going to go look for more books in another section. Why do need more books? Dean asked me. The case is over. You would sure think so wouldn't you? But that was too easy. Even if it is over I thought maybe I could read up on some of the other kinds of creatures that I am learn what I can do and what I'm supposed to be able to do kind of like studying or doing research on myself. You know. That sounds fair. Can I see that list? Sam asks me. How about you take half and I take half? Sounds good to me. Ok I'll be in another section. Dean do me a favor and make yourself useful. Bitch! He called after me. Jerk! I giggled back. Have fun boys. Thanks Sammy. Let me know if you need anything. Same. Wanna take Dean with you he teased? What's that supposed to mean?! Dean grumbled. Forget it Dean! Sam rolled his eyes as he started putting books back and taking out the ones I asked him to help me find. Dean felt offended but Sam ignored him. Wanna say that again?! Dean asked Sam. But Sam said nothing. Dean leaned against the shelf Sam stood by crossing his arms across his chest. You can be a real bitch sometimes you know that?! Said the lazy jerk that stood in the way.

Once Sam spoke up Dean demanded that Sam repeat what he said but Sam grumpily went quiet again and Dean decided he would not continue to go ignored. Dean got all huffy and demanded that Sam not ignore him and in retaliation jabbed him in the side. Sam shot his arm down sending Dean a glare while Dean smirked. And when Sam put his arm back up Dean kept poking him until the book Sam was holding fell out of his grip and hit Dean on the head and landed on the floor. You guys ok? Only this time I went unheard. You did that on purpose! You know I didn't Dean and I'm sorry I hit you. Or you know what maybe I'm not maybe I just wanted you to shut up?! I stood still watching them annoyed until I flinched watching as Dean slid his hand up under Sam's arm. Dean started his big brother lecture as he continued to tickle Sam. Saying something about how when younger siblings act like a little bitch it was the older siblings job to remind them of their place and show them whose boss. Dean's hands slipped down to Sam's sides. Sam tried his best to escape but also knew it was useless and a moment later Dean had tickled Sam down to the floor and then straddled his hips.

I decided to stay out of it and walk away but wanted to be close enough that I could hear what they were saying. Dean please I heard Sam begin to beg him. But Dean chose that time to set a trap. Please don't! Don't what? Dean asked with a wolfish evil brother look on his face. Tickle me. Sam finished. Tickle you well it would be my pleasure. He stayed tickling under Sam's arms where his worst spot was. Sam knew the only way out was to tell Dean what he wanted to hear but when Sam said no that was the last nail into the coffin. Stop it stop it stop it! Sam pleaded. See the bad thing about this was that when we were feeling a strong enough emotion it affected the both of us. Unless I knew that emotion was coming and could find a way to block it out. But Sam had no such way. I had seen the position Sam had been in but for whatever reason or another hadn't blocked it out at least not yet. But since it was 2nd handed it more felt like ghost tickles or angel grace. Sam reacted in turn in trying to bite at Dean's wondering fingers with no such luck because they were just out of his reach. And Dean would continue this torment until Sam gave in.

He begged Dean to go away and leave him alone as tears of mirth rolled down his face. Until like I said Sam eventually gave in. There was that so hard? Sam began to catch his breath as the not drained skin tone color reappeared into his skin and onto his face as he caught his breath. Dean pulled his fingers out from under his shirt but kept them close and ready to strike again just in case. But once Sam did what Dean asked Dean slid his fingers back under his shirt and tickled his tummy not because he didn't do what Dean asked and he wanted something out of him but for revenge for the things Sam had said about Dean. As I felt the bubbles of giggles wanting to leave my lips as my stomach is my worst spot. It was like a voodoo doll. Sam was getting tickled but I would sometimes feel the same thing so it was it was a delayed reaction voodoo doll. Squeals of giggles came out of my mouth and just like I was telling you it felt like ghost tickles or angel grace tickling me. Eventually Dean had mercy on Sam and stopped his attack while they finished putting the books away and getting me the ones I needed. Sam dropped the book onto the table as I yelped and jumped where I was sitting at the table.

Here's your stupid book! Hope it wasn't too much trouble for you. I snickered. And then yelped and burst out into giggles. Sam don't! I squealed as he stood behind me running his fingers up and down my sides. You very well know how much trouble I went through for you to get that book! He playfully scolded. I know you could handle it and you didn't call me back over. Hey Sammy wanna do me another favor? I started again. You have powers get it your own damn self he grumbled rolling his eyes. Jerk! I teased. Bitch he ruffled my hair.