"YOU!" she screams, pointing at you with her wand, death in her eyes. You try to run, but you feel her magic at the small of your back. Your legs are rubber and air - you fall flat on your face, and blood trickles from your nose. At once, the blood stops flowing, as your entire body ceases to be mobile. Your second bounce is simply a bounce, the air in your body giving the utmost give off the ground.
"Harrumph," says the magical girl. She scoops you up in one arm, the purse-snatcher in the other, and flies off to HQ. She sets you both down in front of her boss, dressed in a similar outfit despite being much older, who adjusts her glasses in a way that seems to showcase her disinterest. "Well," says the boss, "let's put 'em through processing." The magical girl nods and picks you both up again, flying off.
The magical girl lands elsewhere. The woman here is buck naked, standing in front of some sort of conveyor belt. The magical girl doesn't blink, dropping you both again on the ground. "This here is a purse snatcher," she says, gesturing to the other love doll, "I caught HIM in the act. As for this one..."