Step One: Have a giantress of a werewolf fall in love with him. Make her stronger, faster, and a huntress of legendary proportions - someone who can track down Seven wherever he goes.

Step Two: Put EIGHT puppies in her belly, derived exclusively from Seven Is Darker. (So much for my influence over occurrences with variable numbers.) As a courtesy to her [because she hates hospitals] I had one of my doctors make a house call. EIGHT. PUPPIES.

Step Three: Shift her into the beginning of her second trimester. This is about the time when all previous records of my witnessing female hormone levels are just thrown out of the window. Then, with Step Three read - refer back to Step One, and add together.

ANYA: "YOU DID THIS TO ME!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M GOING THROUGH!!!" (bares teeth in a very angry way and then claws a chunk out of my chair near my head)

SEVEN: (stares in horror)

ANYA: "Oh my poor baby! I've been so mean to you! I'll always love you!" (yanks me clear off the ground and cries on my shoulder)

SEVEN: (Hugs just in time to see her expression change)

ANYA: But YOU DON'T CARE!!!! (she then throws me INTO the wall)

What's even worse, is that unlike before, I can't reach around and jab her in the butt with a tranquilizer, and then tie her down to my bed until she stops misbehaving.

Ummmm... HELP!!!


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anya insists my face will grow back