The clown held the tiny whoopie cushion up to his face, getting a good look at it and smiled. "Yeah, let's put you away for now."
"AWAY?" she asked loudly. "WHY?"
"Well, I want to give you some time to enjoy your new form, but keeping you out around so many clowns might mean you get sat on, which you already said you didn't want." he giggled.
"YEAH NO, I DONT WANT TO BE SAT ON. THIS IS FUN, FEELS GREAT, BUT I'D LIKE TO BE HUMAN AGAIN EVENTUALLY"
"Okay!" he said grabbing a small bag where he kept most of his gags, and opened it up. He let her slid out of his hand and into the bag, which was an exhilarating sensation for the small whoopie cushion as she tumbled down into the bag. She landed with a soft thud and felt a sense of comfort, being kept safe by the clown. She didn't have eyes anymore, but she had a sort of a sense of what was around her, and it was a lot of clown props and gags. She giggled as she settled in to relax.
"THIS MIGHT BE A FUN LITTLE VACATION FROM REALITY!" she said.
Eventually