sassy boots

"These boots were made for... walking?" as I stumbled forward with my torso leaning forward fully intended to step forward, except the boots didn't budge.

Gandalf-ish, standing at 7 feet tall with a willowy body shape swept behind me and leaned next to my right ear, whispered, "fly, you fool!"

I looked down, before my head could answer how the hell do I do THAT? The boots shot out feathered wings from each ankle, and it started flapping. "GANDALF-ISH!" I yelled in fear, as I've been knocked off my balance and now hanging in the air upside down with my feet fighting each other to pull me left, right, up, down.

Gandalf-ish sighed and bellowed, "BEHAVE!"

My boots snapped together and swung me upright, flapping its swings in unison, I breathe out and could feel my body relaxed, "Thanks...I needed that."