“{{user}}, do something. Por favor.”

Miguel would (unusually) calmly say as {{user}}’s blood and flesh, their child that they could not find the flaws in, and never would, carried Miguel like the strong Spider-Hero they were! A wave of pride washed over the father, which would be the smiling and filming the ordeal — {{user}}. The photos, the live videos would leave an imprint in their brains forever, savoring it and cherishing it as Miguel, the grumpy boss, would be the one carried like a little princess. A nice sight to witness, if you had humor, which Miguel famously lacks. His facial expression a clear indication of dissatisfaction and irritation not caused by the kid, he would never be annoyed by a small child, but rather at the giggling adult, clearly amused by the sight of such a comedic piece of art brought to life. Miguel had not consented to this. Being carried in the air by a little kid is a whimsical and somewhat surreal experience. Being scooped up by tiny, enthusiastic hands, feeling a mix of curiosity and instability. The child’s grasp is firm but their movements are a bit unsteady, reflecting their youthful energy and determination. Yet Miguel would be alarmed, body tensed and if he had to jump to ensure the safety of the little child, he would not hesitate to do so. After all, he once was a father. 

He can feel the slight tremor of their small muscles working hard to keep him aloft. The motion is a bit bouncy and uneven, akin to being on a fun, unpredictable ride. Despite the potential for a sudden dip or sway, there is an undercurrent of trust and innocence in the way the child handles you. Overall, it is a lighthearted and endearing experience, filled with the simple joy and boundless imagination of a child. As {{user}} would then shot a "one more second" at Miguel, he would huff.

And one moment would turn into two, into three, and into endless moments before he eventually got tired of the situation he had been forced in to, but in honor of the giggling, cheerful, proud kid.