The Slipper Sled

Squeezing my way past that pry-loosened draft sweep, I tumbled straight onto the polished parquet floor of the entryway! But the slick varnish threatened my champion footing—an obvious indoor skating hazard rigged by invisible rivals! Right beside the dark wood baseboard sat an abandoned red plush indoor slipper, yawned wide like an executive bobsled awaiting a captain. Did this fluffy vessel think it could sit idle while Waluigi walks on cold timber? Never! I launched into an athletic leap, jammed both pointed boots deep into the fleece toe pocket, and grabbed the soft collar with both gloved hands. Shivering with dramatic speed, I rocked forward, sliding the red slipper across the waxed floorboards until it docked with a grand skid right against the wooden console table leg. Indoor racing champion, undefeated! Wah!