Videl struggled against the corn stalks into a sitting position, breaking a few in the process.

"Much better, thank you!" she replied with a smile. She reached behind her back to the spot where the nail had been, fumbling to cram the straw that made up her insides back inside where it belonged. "It was really quite restrictive, being strung up on a pole like a scarecrow. And before you showed up, some very irritating crows kept flying around and 'caww'ing at me."