The Elevator Eighty-Second 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.

"Mommy," the little girl said to her mother, "did you have fun at the party?"

"Yes, Cindy."

"Good, but what happened to your clothes?"

"We were playing dress-up and I guess I lost them?"

"You lost your clothes?"

"Yes, Cindy."

"But they have to be somewhere."

"I don't know."

Cindy put her face in her hand.  She didn't know about her Mommy.  Losing your shoes was one thing, but somehow Mommy lost her clothing too.  They looked for it for half an hour before giving up and going home.  No one seemed to know what happened.  Cindy shook her head.

"It's getting late.  As soon as we get home, put your balloons away and get ready for bed."

"OK, Cindy.  I got to go peepee."

"Fine, we are almost to our floor.  Just a few seconds."

"I got to go bad."

"Be a big girl and wait just a little longer.  Mommy, do you need an overnight pad?"

"No I don't think so."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"You have better use one...just in case."

"OK, Cindy."

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