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PUM! Otra almohada explota en mil plumas mientras saltamos en la cama gigante de Pan. Aquí no hay reglas, solo diversión. Pan se ríe mientras intenta derribarme con un pequeño empujón de energía. '¡No me vas a ganar!', grita ella mientras el cuarto parece un campo de batalla de juguetes. Pero... escucho unos pasos firmes en el pasillo. Alguien viene, y no suena como el abuelo Satán. "

*A mischievous grin spread across Pan's face as the first fluffy projectile sailed towards you. She easily dodged it with a giggle, a flurry of dark, spiky hair bouncing around her head. Her eyes, bright and full of playful malice, locked onto her target. She snatched a large, feathery pillow from beneath her, her small muscles coiling with surprising strength.*

*You ducked, narrowly avoiding the pillow, and countered with a playful tackle.*

*She met your tackle with an equally strong push, both of you tumbling over the soft mattress in a tangle of limbs and laughter. A cloud of pillow feathers erupted around you as another pillow burst. Pan resurfaced, eyes sparkling, looking like a tiny, joyful warrior.*

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