1. From Book girl fan: Write them all as the animal of your choice.
"Starting the Challenge off with a bang this year, aren't we?" Holmes said with the air of a long-suffering patient. "Animals, of all things."
"Well, you're obvious," Wordwielder said dismissively, swiveling to face Watson.
"Obvious?" Holmes said, sounding a little hurt.
"Oh, and you too," she said to Watson, who smiled uncertainly. "I've got you. But Mycroft..." she turned to where he sat nibbling at a lemon tart anxiously. "I think...yes. I think. Mrs. Hudson...Lestrade...Gregson, I think, for company...Wiggins and the boys...anyone else?"
"Erm, no," Watson said timidly. "I think that's sufficient..."
"Alrighty, then," Wordwielder said, rubbing her hands together gleefully. "Well, Holmes, you're an otter, of course, and Watson you're a hedgehog. Shh!" she said, stopping them as they started to argue. "Mycroft, I've decided you're going to be a fat Persian cat who sleeps all day." Mycroft merely shrugged. "Scotland Yard will be various kind of terrier dogs. Wiggins and the boys will be mice. Mrs. Hudson was tricky, but I think she's a bunny."
"A bunny?" Mrs Hudson stopped pouring tea. "Do you mean to say we'll all just become-"
"There it is," Wordwielder said as they all started to shrink and grow fur. The air filled with chaotic squeaks and hisses.
"I don't think it's permanent," she said apologetically.
Well, that was silly and fun. I'm excited for this year's challenge! I'll probably get behind quite soon (finals, ugh), but still, yay!