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===Mischievous Yarn Balls!===

At first, it was just a round, fuzzy little thing that rolled past her in a blur.

Medowlyn paid it no mind. She figured it was just something her tired eyes had made up after staying away too long.

But then came another. And another. More yarn balls skittered in by the second!

Before she could react, they had taken over the entire room. They crowded into every corner, gurgling as they bumped and bundled together, leaving a trail of chaos behind them!

Medowlyn stood frozen. She realized she couldn't find a single word to describe what she was seeing.

The yarn balls, like mischievous sprites, rolled about as they snatched up the delicate hair accessories in the room, giving each other makeshift hats and mustaches...

Soon, they had turned into wobbly little creatures, decked out in hairpins and proud handlebar mustaches, doing their best to look like grown-ups!

Everything was a mess!

Everything was a mess. Medowlyn tried to catch the unruly yarn balls, but they didn't give her the slightest chance.

One after another, the flung the window open and tumbled out, bouncing away in a chaotic stream.

They even took her entire set of fancy combs, scissors, and curling iron with them as they vanished from sight.

Medowlyn rushed to the window and looked outside. Below was a sea of clouds, soft as a bed of cotton.

Without a second thought, she leapt after them.

She had no idea how much time had passed. It felt like floating on clouds... Like a single feather drifting inside a downy pillow.

At last, she landed on something soft — a cushion of floofy grass.

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