The Midnight Trick Bank

I trotted indoors from the yard and clambered right onto the living room desk! Perched beside a row of books stood a vintage cast-iron mechanical bank shaped like a tiny stage. Pure gold! A shiny brass token was sitting right on its spring-loaded springboard. Naturally, duty called! I grabbed the iron release lever with both gloves, braced my boots, and stomped down with all my weight. *CLACK-pling!* The catapult whipped upward, flinging the coin straight into the slot with a hollow rattle! The sudden recoil bucked me into a mid-air somersault. I stuck a clean seated landing inside an open velvet glasses case. Ta-da! Five-star bedtime illusion!