A Little Push

A sudden warmth buzzed right to my plush fingertips! I blinked and looked down. My left hand was pressed flat behind me against the fabric cushion. With a tiny breath, I pushed against the soft surface, lifting my chest just an inch forward. My yellow shoe nudged the smooth fabric beside me, making a gentle soft rustle. I really moved all on my own! Everything is cozy, quiet, and full of wonderful things to see.