Summer knew if she was going to make Travis hers, she’d have to up the stakes.
So she changed her personality to erratic. Athletic never made much sense to her anyways, she thought to herself.
She drank the personality potion. It was time to embrace who she truly was.
“Oh my darling. Oh my darling. Oh my darling Travistine…” she sang.
“I’m going to make you mine.”
She took a break from her potion to dance with Travis.
They had to practice for their wedding after all.
“Oh Travis, you’re so funny,” she said giggling as she chatted to him.
“Abra cadabra!! You will be mine!”
“Make Travis mine!!!!” She zapped the picture.
As she zapped his picture, she suddenly felt a power surge through her. She learned a new spell! She learned to make fire.
Maybe I can break out of here by starting a fire, she thought.
A fire started at the vault door.
Ha. That was easy, she snarked confidently to herself.
The flames rose as the door’s metal resisted.
Come on fire!!! Burn down the door, she thought.
The fire continued to spread, burning the surrounding furniture but not the metal door.
Why isn’t this working?!! She thought angrily.
The fire spread into the small hall outside the door, but the door stayed intact.
The fire continued to spread, burning all of her furniture as she watched on.
Ummm the door isn’t burning down, she thought. What the heck?!
No!!! My furniture is gone too!! And I have no money to replace it all! What will I do?!? She thought as she let the fire continue to burn.
