Disclaimer: Truthfully, I do not own Tin Man but I dare you to give it to me.

Author's Note to Self: Remember the Quality Control factor when making bets regarding the finishing of stories. Darn it daughterofthe1king, I was this close (theoretically) to completing the series – I will win those cyber root beers back!

Author's Note to Everyone: Happy New Years! This year I resolve to kick muse's butt back into gear – so far so good. Sorry about the big delay, but brain-brain decided it was book starved. To those of you new to the Game Night Series…yeah, don't start with this one.


Cain's gaze was unflinching, his demeanor earnest, and his voice unwavering as he made his choice. At long last, this was a game he could play without fear of unnecessary complication or disastrous misunderstanding, because this was a game he could control.

"Truth," he declared, staring his current challenger down – or trying to anyway, seeing as for some reason the Viewer wouldn't stop grinning.

Raw's response was instantaneous: "What Cain thinking now?"

"That I want to marry DG," the Tin Man fired back promptly, his glare shifting immediately to the next player, "Dare you to try and stop me."

"Hey now!" Ahamo protested in alarm, "I get a choice! And I'm choosing Truth. Because truthfully, you can have her. I've been trying to throw her at you for months!"