Brother just had to sleep with his stomach exposed didn't he?
Sighing, Al reached over to remove a feather that had somehow managed to land itself on Ed's side but he paused when he heard Ed make an interesting little sound.
Did Brother just giggle?
Al gingerly ran the feather over his stomach again and, sure enough, there was that giggle.
Oh Al definitely had something fun to do at when he was bored now.
Al slid his hand under Ed's shirt and began tracing the rib cages, smiling at the little giggles Ed was making and also pausing every few seconds in case he woke up.
Deciding that he was done with the ribs for now, Al traced the collarbone then moved up the neck to the ear and began tickling and tracing him there.
Ed giggled a little but not quite as much, his ears apparently not as ticklish as the rest of his body.
Why didn't I do this ages ago? Al wondered, now tickling Ed's back.
Ed then turned over on his back and clasped his hands behind his head which gave Al the perfect opportunity to slide his hand under Ed's shirt again and run the feather from his hips and waist up to his unguarded underarms where he proceeded to draw a smiley face on. This time however he stopped about every two or three seconds because Ed was getting very close to actually laughing now and Al was really enjoying this.
I AM his eternal puppet master! Al thought happily. He was feeling extremely pleased and victorious.
Al ran the feather back down to his side, flicking him on the way down, and then briefly tried his feet but he wasn't very successful there. Then he started running the feather in circles on stomach very slowly, getting steadily closer to the naval. Once again he stopped about every two or three seconds because Ed was getting very close to laughing.
I wonder how people would react if they ever found out that the great Full Metal Alchemist had SUCH a ticklish tummy?
Al finally got to his naval and started circling it and dipping the feather in and out very slowly, wiggling it a little, just a little and still stopping every few seconds to avoid Ed waking up from laughing.
I wonder if I was born with this talent?
Al lay on his side to continue this newfound pleasure and he would often put the feather down and tickle Ed with his hands for a couple seconds until he felt Ed start to stir from his rest. Al also noticed that the smile did not go away even when he stopped tickling.
Hiding the feather in his pocket away from Ed's view with a playfully mischievous laugh, Al found that he actually hoped that he would have trouble sleeping tonight as that would give him more fun.
That…and it also made his Big Brother smile and laugh.