Tinkerbell shot through the room. She loved beating up on people much larger than herself.
"Nipples?" he asked.
She punched him again. How dare he look at her nipples? It wasn't her fault they didn't make clothes in her size.
She had him on the run now. He was trying to evade her. She zoomed past him. Uh-oh. She was closed in a box of some sort. Yikes, it was hot. She had to get out of there. She bounced from side to side of the box in a complete panic. She felt like she was about to explode.
Ding!.