*As much as the vacuum seems to be held by her, it is also its own being separate from the Frog Maid's control as it seems.<br/><br/>She leans down, finally going to her knees in the rapidly deepening carpet with a scowl as she directs the vacuum's suction directly onto Aardvark.  If the bug wants to fight, she'll give him a fight that he won't soon forget!<br/><br/>He can feel the ever growing winds as that tube finds its way nearly directly next to him.  Did the Frog Maid do this, did it find it's own way there?  The way it cranes and moves, keeping up with everything Aardvark does to be free of it this is as good a question as any.  He can feel his loincloth whipping forward, suction so strong that it threatens to rip the bit of cloth away from him until it does.<br/><br/>Aardvark can likely see it swirl up into the dark tube, can hear even over the roar of the bathroom the soft "Schlup!" as it vanishes forevermore into the tube that is mere inches away from him.  He can hear the roar return, as if a hungry beast whose hunger has not been sated with a simple bit of cloth has now decided that it is going to have the main course, since the appetizer is gone.<br/><br/>The thick carpet that aided him in having a foothold melts back into smooth floor, the wall itself seems to force him away from it.  This house that he was so quick to enter seems to be just as ready to serve him to it's own desires now.  Nothing will give him safe harbor, until what will be done is done.<br/><br/>The Frog Maid directs the sucking hose closer until it's directly on top of him.  He can feel his fur lifting, and soon, very soon it seems, he'll likey be lifted himself!