Guided by nothing but the dim light in his room, Gideon sat at his desk, skimming through his mystical bible. Page after page turned, and having become frustrated with his lack of progress, he slammed the book closed with a huff. "There oughta be somethin' in this book that I can use to take that shack…" he mumbled softly, his annoyance evident in his voice - he glanced around the room, his eyes falling on the miniature (and slightly battered) shrine he had dedicated to the current town sweetheart, Mabel Pines.

Immediately, a smile crossed his lips, and he turned back towards the book. "Yes, of course," he mused, flipping through the book once again. His grin enlarged as he stopped on a page, a page he was looking for. "Hypnosis… Ha! Why didn't I think of this sooner? Not only can I have my queen by my side, but I can turn her against that cursed brother and uncle of hers, and have the shack for myself."

He traced his finger over the directions, reading along. "In order to have control over the person of your choice, the person casting the spell must first create a charm disguised as an object that the target would wear. They must recite the incantation afterward. Once the target wears the charm, the spell-user will have complete control over the target."

"Hm, somethin' that Mabel would wear…" He remembered the hair accessories that the brunette would wear with her outfits. A dark chuckle left his lips as he closed his book, and he turned to his arts-and-crafts center. "If you won't be my queen, Mabel, then I'll have to make you." His gaze fell onto the wooden replica of the Mystery Shack.

"And you, Stanford Pines… I can't wait to see the look on your face when your niece turns against you."