as he keeps Angel's ankles locked snugly underneath his armpits and against his biceps in an airtight grip, her socks finally tugged all the way off, casts a glance out of the corner of his eye at Sadistic (whom I'll affectionately refer to as "Sadi" for short) reclining alluringly on another couch nearby, his right hand instinctively and playfully darting up to skitter its fingertips up and down Sadi's one side and across her tummy :stickout
...but ME, I'm MAGIC 😉
gulping with a bit of trepidation as Sadi closes in on him, quickly steadies his voice to belt out a trusty incantation: "I'm hard to catch, harder still to make 'lee/When I can become the size of a flea!" *POOOOOFFF!* With that, I harmlessly skitter into a barely perceptible crack in the floor tile and hop away to safety...or at least safe until the spell wears off, of course...:cry
"... When are you going to change?!" 😡 I ask, impatient, now holding my head in both hands as I stare at a blank floor and frown.