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McFeisty 
Mika watched as Mo returned and tried to smile – the mud cracking as she did so. Yep, he wasn’t even looking…well lucky for her she wasn’t wearing a dress. No almost Marilyn moments today.
When she glanced down just flicking her eyes toward her sleeve she watched in awe as he sucked away the mud from her sleeves. Yay! She was far less mud covered now. As he wasn’t looking she opened her mouth wiggled her face, twitched her nose and did all things face-moving-related so the mud began to peel away.
Slowly she felt her face was moving with less resistance. “Can you do the face…just get it all off in one go?” She asked excitedly as she stood there being vacuumed. The next thing she was going to do was once she was mainly clean maybe vacuum the mud that had fallen around her – dried mud on the ground flaky gross mud. This was totally wicked – it was like shuffling off mud and the skin looked smoother – not like she’d do this again face planting wasn’t how she’d want a spa treatment…and this wasn’t spa like at all. It was dry caked on real mud not fancy pants mud.
Wait. She wanted him to vacuum her FACE? Mo went all red and stuttery over the very idea. What if he caught her lip up in the nozzle and it sucked it off and Mika ended up looking like one of those horror movie mummies? All lipless and flaking skin and terrifying.
He couldn't handle the pressure. "I'm not going to vacuum your face. What would you do if you lost an eyeball or something? What would HE do? He'd feel horrible.
Instead, Mo stepped forward again and brushed the mud from Mika's face with gentle fingers. It was probably SO DANGEROUS to suck on people's faces, right? "There now... you're looking more like yourself already." Only then did he tap his vacuum hose again with his wand, "
Vacavus." He carefully removed the flaking mud from Mika's neck and collar before vacuuming up the flakes from the ground. Just because he could.