The Nightcap yelped, leaping barely out of reach of those jaws; its skirt did not fare as well, shredding at the edges. Giggling with a mix of panic and excitement, it spun around on its heel, needlessly jumping at the swish of the heavy tail it was a fair distance away.

Testing, it conjured and flung a trio of needles at its hide – little to stick, really! Not a strong enough arm, not a sharp enough point. But there had to be some soft spots. Eyes, mouth...

"Oh, we need a hammer," it declared loudly, heels clicking as it hopped a fair distance away and around. "We need our big hammer, Bruce! Come here! Smash this angry beast! Haha–!"

Darting around to find the head again, another assault was launched for the second eye. THWIPPTHWIPPTHWIPP!