Romans & histoires One Direction Tickle Fanfiction

Raphael barely had time to regain his footing before I launched both fans at him with deadly precision, hoping to connect with flesh once again. He materialized out of the way, but he was still a second too late as one of my fans bit deep into his calf muscle. A triumphant smirk spread across my face as I watched my fans, with almost sentient loyalty, boomerang back into my waiting hands, ready to be wielded again in our dance of vengeance.