The Elevator: Hundred Eighteenth (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.

"Scott, can you stop doing that all the time?  All my friends in the troop already think you're a fruit."  

"But Mom, I have to practice.  Plus, you don't want me to lose my figure and blow up like a balloon?"

"It's just so embarrassing."

"How do you think I like it that you joined the boy scouts?"

"Hey, they said girls could join."

"Girls, not women."

"That's not what my lawyer said.  They should have been more specific."

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