It was nice to know that Binx could go to the Halloween Spooktacular while they weren’t a cat. Though, they didn’t really go to have a fun time. They had gone there to keep an eye on some familiar faces, watching for any sign of trouble. Binx didn’t trust the witches around this time of year especially, so their guard was fully up. They had to blend in with the crowd, and truth be told, Binx did need to take advantage of human interaction while he was, well, human. “I don’t get the appeal to the corn maze,” they commented with a slight tilt of the head as he looked to the entrance of it. “Going somewhere that purposely confuses you and gets you lost is just asking for trouble.”



















