Scott to the rescue!

Suddenly someone grabs you from behind, their hand clenched over your mouth. Your fear diminishes when you see it's Scott, hiding behind the chair.

Just then Pippi enters the room. "Ah, you like my new armchair..or should I say footchair. Come with me and I'll show you some more latest additions to my palace."

To your relief, the guests stop tickling your armchair feet, get up and leave. Scott removes his hand from your mouth and you breathe a sigh of relief. "Thankyou, Scott. If I get out of this mess I promise to play with you more often."

"What happened to the rest of you?" asks Scott.

"It's been transformed into that chair." you reply "See my feet poking out?" you wriggle your toes as Scott peers out. "You have to help me!"

"OK...How?"

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