The Elevator Sixty-Seventh Floor (Patreon)

Cardonali the magical imp was doing what he always did, he caused  trouble to others for his own amusement. Cardonali had the ability to  put any thought into a person's mind and manipulate them as he wanted  to. He stood unobserved or at least unacknowledged in the back of an  elevator waiting to see who would get in.

When Cardonali saw the doors open and so many people waiting for the elevator he licked his lips.  He didn't care who knew each other, nor their ages, nor their genders.  They would all be getting off at the same floor and spend the night at a sleepover that would be typically attended by nine-year-old boys.  There would be a lot of roughhousing and all sorts of other stuff happening at the party.  He was sure that clothes would be ripped off, but in the end a good time would be have by all.

Darleen at the end in the blue shirt and black leggings, noticed the sign warning of magic imps, but took the elevator anyway.

Whoever house it was would order pizza and drinks delivered for all.

Author's note: This one is sort and easy to do, but I like it a lot.

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