Pippin scrambled to untangle himself from the fall, finally righting himself with a leap into the air, dragonfly wings kicking in to keep him aloft. He started brushing himself off, each pat producing a small cloud of pixie dust, and muttering to himself in annoyance. He continued on like this for several minutes before becoming aware that Emily was sitting on the floor staring at him, at which point he straightened up and cleared his throat.
"You summoned me?" he asked in a nasal version of his usual squeaky voice.
"I... thought about asking you for help with something," she said after a moment.
"I am at your disposal," he said, zooming up to her and bowing deep right in front of her face. His sudden proximity had her backing up against her daybed. He didn't seem to notice and started
