The Elevator Eighty-Fourth 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.

As soon as a boy and his mother got on the elevator., the boy jumped for joy and screamed, "Yeah, I'm the little boy again."

"I can see that."  His mother shook her head.

"I can play and have fun again.  It's been too long.  How long has it been?"

"Only twelve days."

"Too long.  I prefer to be the kid than being the Mommy."

"Don't remind me.  Being the Mommy isn't all that bad.  I'm in charge.  You have a seven o'clock bedtime.  When I'm out, there's a babysitter watching you."

"Yeah, sure you're in charge.  You have to go to work.  All I have to do is go to second-grade and play."

"Don't rub it in."

"That reminds me, the Tupper Report is due on Tuesday and Granderson wants to see you about something."

"OK, I'll figure it out.  Don't forget you have a trip to the museum with your class Friday."  She was looking forward to that trip.  But she never knew when they would switch back.  It could be two months but in this case, it was only twelve days.  It wasn't fair.

"I know all about the trip.  Who do you think signed the permission slip and paid the fee?"

"I guess."

"Oh yes, that man Thom, he's been flirting again.  I put him off but he won't stop."

"Maybe I should see him?"

"How can you, he would never understand.  Not with this switching back and forth."

"I know.  I know.  I just wish we could stay as one person like normal people.  Maybe I can just give him a mercy f..."

"That could lead to complications.  We aren't normal people.  Not anymore."

"I suppose."

Mommy thought, "But still what could it hurt?"

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