You are 18 year old, sitting on a nearby bench, waiting for your mother and two sisters to finish changing when you decided to take a quick peak at the party room. There, you saw the mayor, wearing a convincing witch costume, which you found very appealing.
"Hello there," she said in a posh British accent, "You must be (Insert name here)?"
"H-how did you know my name?"
"I know a lot of things, like that costume you're wearing. Dr. Hypno, I presume?"
You nodded in confusion.
"How would you like to be this character for a day then? In fact, I think the whole town could have a little fun of it's own..." She raised her hands and started speaking in some foreign language. Without warning, you are struck with a blast of lightning, almost knocking you out.
It was then you realized that you felt more...smarter, and you felt the need to invent stuff.
"W-what did you do?!"
"I casted a magical spell dear boy, for I am a real witch. I decided that this year, the whole town could have a little more fun...well...if they turned into their natural costumes. Take your family for example, I know little Juno would enjoy her Steampunk attire. Claire would also enjoy her life as a sexy little Robin Hood. Ah yes, and your mother Laura. I'm sure she'll enjoy being a Queen for a day, don't you agree?"
Infuriated that your family has been affected, you were about to do something until the Witch spoke again.
"Enjoy your day doctor, I'm off to do some busy work as the Mayor of this town."
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