"I have to get up, little one."
The fledgling laying draped over his stomach gave a dramatically long sigh, but more noticeably and much to his utter amusement, she made no moves to let him up. He pat her belly with his hand and tried to sit up.
"I have to greet the new initiates."
"But Nis can do that!"
She grasped onto his mattress as tight as she could, arms raised up over her head, refusing to allow herself to be moved.
"He does, as their Captain, just as I have to greet them into my flock."
"Say you're sick."
"I cannot lie. I am not sick. You just don't want to get up."
The fledgling giggled softly, and he smiled at the sound, there was no truer statement ever spoken then the one he just spoke. Her eyes sparkled up at him as she turned to meet his eyes "It's true." He raised an eyebrow at her "And you're the only one left too! Zaves is with Gabe on his mission, Luci is down in Hell doing stuff, Raph is out in the galaxy collecting star dust, Paul and Sasha have to be at the training field to greet the new initiates with Nis, and the Powers are stuck there too. You're the only one here."
"To entertain you?" he chuckled at her nod "You could come with me."
She shook her head and turned to stare back at the ceiling "And I'm comfortable here."
"I am comfortable too. But I have to be there. It is my flock that is greeting them in."
Her grasp on the blankets only tightened in the sign of a challenge to his words.
"I'm not moving."
He smiled at her issued challenge "Are you sure?" he poked a finger into her exposed underarm and she jolted "Even if I do this?" the stubborn fledgling only shook her head, biting her lip to keep from laughing out, refusing to be beat by the archangel at her own initiated challenge "Oh ho, being stubborn now, are we?" she nodded her head, refusing to let go of the blankets despite how much he knew she wanted to, she was a ticklish little thing and he's had practice.
Michael chuckled at her resolve, he would break it, "Well then, I guess it won't matter if I do this?", he reached for her belly with his other hand, laying his entire hand flat on her little belly, and she sucked in a breath but remained strong in her position, and he stilled his wiggling finger in her underarm. He felt her brace under him for the oncoming attack and he chuckled in playful darkness "Oh, I'll get you to let me go, little one."
And he made his attack.
Spidering his fingers over her little belly, moving up to dig into her ribs, before returning to the shaking belly once more. His other hand dug into her underarm harshly. She screamed brightly, laughing mightily, letting go of the blanket instantly to curl away from his skillful attack.
But he was not so merciful, the fledgling had made him late, if she wanted someone to play with then he would happily oblige. Thus, the archangel curled his own leg over hers, keeping her from turning to the side, and snatched her right wrist into his grasp, lifting the arm back up again for further torment.
"Is that all it takes to break Heaven's most stubborn fledgling?" he chuckled through his teasing, scratching a few fingers between her right ribs, and she shrieked in delight as any fledgling would do "A few wellplaced tickles will break even the mightiest of little one's resolve?" he spider'd his fingers from her hip, all the way up her side to get a bit of an attack under her arm, and back down once more to start the entire cycle over again, all the while the fledgling shrieking and laughing brightly into the stillness of his room.
"MICHAHAHA! Stopstopstopstop!"
"I don't know?" Now he squeezed at her little flank, smiling when she tried to jolt in the other direction, but was well and truly stuck to his mercy now "You didn't want to get up, remember?"
"Michaha! I'm uhuhup! I'M UP!"
"Are you sure?"
"Michahaha! Tihihihickles!"
"I know it does, you stubborn fledgling you."
Michael smiled at her, sitting up now that she had let go of the blankets and there was no chance of hurting her, and dug in with his other hand as he let her little arm go. This time the fledgling did curl in on herself in his lap.
"Would you like to come to the greeting with me?"
"Yehehehes! Michahaha!"
"Now, tell me how much you love me."
He stilled his fingers for a moment, and she looked up at him with bright playful eyes, huffing in breath after breath, before she lifted both arms for a dramatic exclamation of 'This much Micha!' and immediately flung them back down when he dug back into her high ribs, laughing crazily and arching her back slightly.
"Michahahahaha! Plehehehease!"
"Will you give me a kiss on my cheek and come with me, if I stop?"
"Yesssss!"
The archangel immediately stopped, leaning down for her, and he smiled at the feeling of warm little lips pressing to his cheek in a quick giggly kiss, curling his arms around her as he rolled up and out of the bed.
She was still giggling softly at the remaining tingles from such a brutal attack when he stood them in the middle of his room, and he laughed softly in time with the warm bubbly giggles, returning the kiss in kind, nudging her soft little cheek with his nose.
"Shall we make our leave then?"