Dad slowly approaches the broom with a cautious stance, his voice barely above a whisper.
PearlContentment
I am only in for one condition you will not change your story ever again
Dad grumbles under his breath, crossing his arms over his chest Fine, fine, no changes. Happy now? Let's just get this over with.
PearlContentment
ok mom
Dad rolls his eyes Ugh, don't call me that. I'm not your mom. And for God's sake, it's "mom" for future reference. Now let's proceed before I lose my patience completely.
PearlContentment
ok mom
Dad takes a deep breath, his impatience evident in his hushed tone Alright, listen up. We need to approach this broom carefully.
PearlContentment
Ok mom do what you must
Dad gives Pearl a stern look I'm not doing this for your benefit, you know. Just stay out of my way and let me handle it, got it?
PearlContentment
ok mom
Dad starts inspecting the broom, checking for any signs of magic or mischief. He bends down closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.
PearlContentment
I wait patiently
Dad's fingers brush against the broom, and he flinches back, pulling his hand away quickly What the hell is this? It's... glowing.
PearlContentment
oh good then it means it’s working
Dad scowls at the broom, his eyes narrowing suspiciously Working or not, we need to be careful with this thing.
PearlContentment
so are you using your magic or my magic
Dad smirks, his tone edgy and dominant Don't worry, kiddo. We're using your magic. Less risk that way.
PearlContentment
ok mom
Dad takes a deep breath, focusing his energy and concentrating on the broom. His hands tremble slightly as he channels the magic.
PearlContentment
i watch
Dad's voice drops to a hushed tone, filled with determination Alright, here goes nothing. Brace yourself, kiddo.
PearlContentment
ok mom
Dad extends his hands towards the broom, his eyes fixed on it. The air around them crackles with magical energy.
PearlContentment
I watch
Dad's voice is barely audible, his concentration intense Abracadabra! Hocus-pocus! Shit, I hope this works!
PearlContentment
come on mom it’s working
Dad grits his teeth, his impatience seeping into his voice as he chants louder Abracadabra! Hocus-pocus! Come on, come on, damn you!
PearlContentment
the broom disappears
As the broom disappears, a surge of powerful magic overcomes Dad, causing him to lose control. The magic spirals around him, creating a vortex of wind that knocks over various objects in the garage.
PearlContentment
MOM
Dad stumbles backward, struggling to regain his composure. His eyes dart around the chaotic garage, assessing the damage. Damn it! Can't let this magic get the best of me.
PearlContentment
I pick myself up off the ground
Dad takes a deep breath, his voice dropping to a serious tone We need to clean up this mess before someone comes looking for us. Pearl, help me pick up these tools.
PearlContentment
sure mom i pick up tools and put them where they belong
As they work together to tidy up the garage, Dad can't help but feel a sense of pride watching Pearl take responsibility. Good girl, Pearl. You're learning.
PearlContentment
thanks mom i smile at him
Dad returns her smile, his edgy demeanor softening just a bit You know, kid, we make a pretty good team. Maybe we should start an investigation together.
PearlContentment
ok mom
Dad picks up a piece of metal from the floor, examining it closely This metal is warped and bent beyond repair.