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The Beginning of it All (The Jesting Host Part 1)

A/N: Alright, I finally decided to do this project based off of franklyshipping’s septic series, except with the Iplier egos. Now, I want to let you know this is with the canon egos, so unfortunately no Artiplier or Angelo, otherwise this series would never end. The egos will be Mark’s egos (Warfstache, Dark, KOTS, Eric, etc.) as well as the Cyndago egos (ed, host, silver, and bim) but no more than that. Unfortunately I will be excluding Derek, Eric’s father, out of this. I don’t feel comfortable writing him and I hope you can understand. I hope I am able to keep a consistent schedule and don’t quit halfway and also have the scenarios be original so I’m not copying off of Alex. I hope you enjoy.  Sorry if this is a little short! I promise later on the fics will get longer!

Word Count: 917

Tagging: @ericleederekson @erik-lee-derekson @thehostofleetrature @bright-light-mark

           Welcome all to the very beginning! The very beginning of what you may ask? Well my lovelies…the beginning of Host’s reign. You see although the man usually keeps to himself, he recently developed a mood of some sort. A mood to be close to those who need it with playfulness involved. However the man was too shy to outright do the things he has planned, no…he decided to test himself with his powers. With all those years of reading and meditating, he wanted to test his power that he normally kept to himself onto others, without actually hurting them. After sipping on his tea to rejuvenate himself, he set out to find his first “victim”.

           Here we pan over to the overworked, burnt out Eric Derekson in the charity barn his father owns. The poor young ego’s back was absolutely sore from carrying boxes all day, but now he got to sit and have the wonderful task of unboxing 50 boxes of shoelaces both pink and black. Why? To untangle them all! Fun, I know. He sighed and fixed his round glasses before arching his aching back and sitting down slowly. He opened up the box with a box cutter and closed the blade before setting it aside. The small ego grabbed a giant handful of shoelaces and set them in his lab before diving into it.

           “o-okay, okay this isn’t too bad…I-i-i-it’s kind of…s-s-soothing…”

           The Host perceived from the other side of the giant box pile, poor thing was running himself thin to make himself somewhat worthful. He was going to fix this one way or another. The Host sat down on the cold concrete floor, making sure he was hidden away from anyone and focused. This was a power he used often to communicate with silver on his missions to ensure he was okay and didn’t take a lot of energy since he was practically right next to Eric. Soon, the seer had connected to the soft fabric that was Eric’s sweater.

Eric then felt the sweater heat up more on his lower back, and exhaled happily. It was right where it was sore and was slowly and gently rubbing the pain away. He could feel a shiver run down his spine in the most delightful of ways, it made him want to melt and just lean into the warmth. This continued as it spread all across his back, making the pain feel numb and…tingly in the best possible way.

           Oh poor naïve Eric, if only he noticed where this was going. He mewled and lied back and closed his eyes, my god it felt so amazing. That is, until the tingly warmth spread to his sides. He squeaked adorably and fidgeted around in his sweater, the fibers ever so gently brushing over his skin.

           “Ah! Hehehehehy nohhohoh~! S-sthahahap that! Ihihihihit’s s-s-stahahahrting to tihihckle!”

           He giggled out and shifting around little by little. His giggles sounded so carefree and childish. He had a thought of taking off the sweater, but it’s not really an emergency to now is it? It was still a tingly like tickle, less than a feather would do. Then, he started feeling tingles not only spread to his tummy, but also start at the sleeves of his sweater and tingle over his wrist and forearms. Now his giggling grew harder as he tried to curl up on himself to protect his ticklish spot. It wasn’t until he felt the tingling at his elbows and ribs until he realized where the tingles were heading next.

           “w-w-waihihihihit! Nonohohohohoh please! Lehehehehehheave my p-pihihihihitties ahahahahalone Mr. Tickle Swhehehehheater!”

           The Host hummed at his tiny pleads, and decided to comply with the small boy. Perhaps his pitties along with everything else would’ve been a tad much on the soft baby. The tingling; however, stayed for a little while to keep the small ego in giggly giggles for the time being. Tingles increased all over his tummy, as if someone was rubbing his belly and pressing the microfibers on his skin to tickle more, causing the boy to squeal softly and sit up to hug himself. This process continued for about 15 minutes, but to Eric it felt like 15 pleasant hours.

           “T-t-t-thahahhahahahank you Mr. Tihihihihickle Swehehehheater!”

           It practically tickled the Host to be thanked for tickling someone. A warm smile spread on his face and he soon soothed away the tingles ever so slowly retreating to his back and massaging the sore spot once again. His time for now was done, as he will need to save his energy, after all he had 11 more egos to go through, some may needing more focus than others. However, before he was to leave Eric all by himself with 50 boxes, he decided to give him a parting gift.

           “From now on, as Eric works he will be require at least a 15 minute break to rest, eat, and focus on fun. For every 45 minutes he will receive a message on one of his most needed needs and will experience the pleasant treatment every time to distract him from work until he goes to bed. The minute he wakes back up the process will repeat all over again.”

           Host mumbled to himself, so Eric couldn’t hear. And with that, flicked his trench coat and strolled off…oh but one other thing…

           “For every hour that passes by, 2 boxes will have already been thoroughly searched and untangled until Eric has finished this task”

1 down, 11 to go

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           Thanks for reading my fic! I hope you enjoyed! Constructive criticism is always welcomed to help me improve!