A Vacuum Hide-And-Seek

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“3 . . . 2 . . . 1. . . Ready or not, here I come!”
Daisy the Umbreon uncovered her eyes with a smile, and picked up the handheld vacuum, glee filling her.  She and her husband had been waiting to play their special hide and seek for ages—and now, it was finally here.
Meanwhile, Devon (also an Umbreon) was hiding, tucked away nicely from the rest of the world.  He had chosen his spot quite carefully, and was sure that Daisy wouldn’t be able to find him.  Though he wouldn’t overly mind if she did. . .
Daisy checked the obvious spots first: behind the television, under the couch, underneath the bed or blankets.  Devon wasn’t there, and so she set about carefully scanning every room in the house, determined to find her husband.
First, she scanned the kitchen, searching in cabinets and underneath tables.  No dice.  Then, she looked around the living room, also checking behind the couch this time, and even looked inside the television cabinet.  Nope.  Hmm. . . Devon wasn’t usually this hard to find. . .
Meanwhile, Devon was twitching with excitement, though he was trying to contain himself at least a little bit.  Half of Daisy’s time had already finished, and he still wasn’t found!  If he just lasted long enough, during the other half of Daisy’s time, he would win the round for sure.
The female Umbreon sped up her search.  She looked in the downstairs bathroom, but there wasn’t anywhere bit enough for her husband to hide in.  Then she checked upstairs, but she didn’t see anything in the bedroom, the closet, or the bathroom.  Where could her husband be?  She stopped in the bathroom, looking around aimlessly, trying to think of some kind of solution. . .
That’s when Daisy realized where he was.  It had to be the bathroom sink!  That was big enough for a person to hide in, wasn’t it?
She threw open the door and, sure enough, there was Devon, tucked away in the small space.  “Hi, honey,” the male Umbreon said, smiling.  “Looks like you found me!”
“Indeed, it looks like I have,” said Daisy triumphantly.  “And now, you will pay the price!”
She dramatically brought the handheld vacuum down to his feet, and put her hand on the switch.  “You lost!  Any last words?” Daisy asked.
Devon laughed.  “No!  Anything but the vacuum!”
“Too bad,” Daisy said, laughing too.  “That’s how I’m going to get you today!”
And so, she turned it on.
There was a soft whirring sound as the vacuum came to life, and it immediately sucked in Devon’s feet, compressing the male Umbreon and pulling him inside the small chamber of the machine.  Devon sighed in contentment as he was pulled in, embracing the sensations around him, the ones that were creeping up his legs.  He enjoyed being vacuumed quite a bit, which is why he didn’t mind being found during their game. . . This was going to be good.
The vacuum took Devon’s feet first, and quickly went up his legs, sucking them inside bit by tiny bit.  His limbs compressed to go inside of the machine, getting them stuffed inside the small chamber—his feet were already inside, and were super thin compared to their normal size.  And his legs were almost there. . .
The vacuum sucked in the last of his legs, and went up his stomach.  Then it reached his hips, and pulled in Devon’s tail at the same time.  It sucked in his stomach, chest, and arms, and finally, only his head was left to vacuum.  The machine pulled it in just like the rest, and just like that, it was done.  All of Devon had been vacuumed up.
Smiling, Daisy walked out of the bathroom and walked downstairs, going over to the living room and sitting on the couch.  Then, she switched the vacuum to the reverse setting, and Devon came tumbling out.
First his head popped out of the vacuum, uncompressing as it left the machine.  The rest of his body quickly followed, until all of him was back in the real world.  
The last of Devon plopped down on the couch, and Daisy smiled, walking up to her husband and hugging him.  “Welcome back,” she said, kissing him on the cheek.
“Thanks, dear!” the male Umbreon said cheerfully.  “Now, shall we change places?”
“We shall.”  She handed him the vacuum and stood up from the ground.  “Alright, count to 30, so I can go hide.”
“Ok!  30 . . . 29 . . . 28. . .”
Daisy dashed out of the room, searching for a hiding spot.  But like Devon, she enjoyed the vacuum cleaner, and definitely wouldn’t mind if she was caught.
All in all, this was going to be a great time.