SECOND PLACE
WEREWOLF MAGNET
DARKEST SELF

“I didn’t want to meet them until we were going steady, silly!!” He’s only saying this because he’s cursed. You can’t give a hex like that an inch! “But I guess... once we get you uncursed, we can go have dinner together!”

She leans in, gives him an air kiss next to his cheek— mwah!— and then drags him over to the door before his brain starts working again.

Knock! Knock! And then, once opened, gosh, wouldn’t you know, we’re in... the Sphinx’s lair??

“Drop that oversized kitten and break your curse on poor, innocent Timothy right now, Annalee, or [i]else![/i] He’s [i]nobody’s[/i] house husband, you [i]hussy![/i]”

You’d better do it. There is mad power dancing in Elly-belly’s eyes, Annalee. She is at her most unpredictable and impulsive right now, and standing in front of her might as well be standing in front of a train.

This is complicated by the fact that you have not, in fact, hexed Timmy.