The First Flick

Freeze? Not anymore. My fingers twitched first, curling into tight, ready fists. Then a sharp snicker slipped right past my teeth. Beautiful. Right in front of me stood an absurd tower of white cloud fluff, practically begging for trouble. I stepped forward on the pale tiles, reached out, and gave the lowest puff a swift flick. Boing. It wobbled. It actually bounced! A wicked grin stretched across my face. Being able to move is going to be so much fun.