“What the…”

Karen paused, as every step she took just made her feel funny… She glanced down at her legs, noting that now the skirt of her dress puffed out around her hips. Disoriented, she began to tumble backwards.

“Gotcha!” Thankfully she landed in her brother’s arms. “Heh. You don’t still need help walking, do ya?”

“Uh, no. Why would you even ask that?”

“Heh. You just seem to be having a little trouble is all.” Karen then found her brother awkwardly moving to tickle her under her chin, which against her will got her chuckling a bit, before he helped her regain her balance.