If you've never taken orders from a floating beard guy wearing a pointy blue wizard hat, I can't recommend the experience enough. That's what people mean when they talk about being high on life.
"Here we are in the Half-Baked Honey Hills, Julian. You need to collect 3 Golden Zaboodles, 12 Silver Snoot Coins, and 50 Bronze Snappems to reach the next area. This would be a good time to practice your Scrabble Kick, Badger Step Kick, and the old Croucheroo. Take it from me, the Upper-Middle Supermagetendant!"
"Why not a High Supermagetendant? That sounds better."
His voice flattened. "Office politics."
"Oh. Sorry for asking." I shook my legs to limber up for the Badger Step Kick, which was a double jump you kick during for more distance, and wondered if I would ever get used to my new badger body. Not even a regular badger; a cuted-up mascot badger. I hoped I wouldn't stay in it long enough.
I looked over the green hills, the bees flying back and forth on regular schedules, and the cylindrical hive platforms and rolled my furred shoulders. Those giggly whatchemahoos weren't going to collect themselves.
Finis
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