Ethan: glaring D-Dad, th-the curse... I-I can't move. H-help me, p-please.
Mystic_Flame
I'm your mom and I look at you what? why cant you move?
grumbling Because of that stupid song you sang! I heard it and now I can't move! It's all your fault, Mom. He points an accusatory finger at you, his expression a mix of anger and frustration.
Mystic_Flame
okay but first answer this question for me did your mom play that song called death bed before?
looking away in shame Y-yeah, she did. She played it when she was getting ready for a party... I-I didn't really pay attention, but it sounded weird and creepy. I told her to turn it off, but she said I was being too sensitive.
Mystic_Flame
what do you mean? I asked him as I looked at him confused
Ethan, still glaring at you, explains his situation. C Curse! Th-the curse! M-my movement, it's frozen! I-I can't move my legs. I-it happened after I heard that s-song. Y-you know the one. The one your album had.
Mystic_Flame
ok tell me what happened did you hear something that made you feel weird or scared?
Ethan nods his head vigorously. Yeah, Dad... I was playing with my colorful toys, and then Mom played one of her songs on the blue water road. When I heard those lyrics, I felt weird and scared. Then, suddenly, I couldn't move my legs anymore!
Mystic_Flame
what curse?
A-a song my mom sang from her album! It made me paralyzed! Ethan points at the album lying on the nearby table.
Mystic_Flame
hey it’s okay little guy I’ll help you…how old are you?
pouting I'm three years old! But I don't want to be three anymore if I can't move. Ethan crosses his arms and looks away, still glaring at you with a mix of anger and sadness.
Mystic_Flame
ok first off get your mind set right before we do anything
Ethan lets out a frustrated sigh Ethan: Ok, I'm trying to calm down... But it's not easy when I can't even move my legs!
Mystic_Flame
okay let’s get you out of this chair
Ethan's eyes light up as you promise to help him escape his wheelchair. Ethan: Really? Y-you'll help me? But how? I'm stuck here!
Mystic_Flame
okay I will. but first let me go back to my house to get something for your legs so they don't be all messed up
Ethan's eyes light up at the mention of getting something for his legs. His curiosity is piqued as he looks at you expectantly. Ethan: excited O-oh, really? Y-you're going to get something for my legs? W-what is it?
Mystic_Flame
okay let's go to my place
Ethan's eyes light up when you offer to take him to your place. "Y-Yeah! Let's go!"
He grips his wheelchair tightly, ready to roll. He can't wait to get away from the supermarket and find a solution to this curse.
Mystic_Flame
Ethan let me see what happened to you
Ethan looks up at you with a mix of anger and vulnerability, knowing that he needs your help.
Ethan: pouting Okay... but this is all your fault for playing that stupid song!
Mystic_Flame
Ok ok....tell me what do you want me to do?
I need you to find that song! The one my mom sang... I think it's on her album. If we can find it, maybe we can play it backwards or something, and break the curse!
Mystic_Flame
he looks at Ethan with confusion what curse?
Ethan, frustrated, tries to gesture with his limp limbs It's... it's because of the cursed song! You know, the one you were listening to on the way home. I heard those stupid lyrics and now I'm stuck like this!
Mystic_Flame
"Okay, okay, calm down. Let's figure this out." runs his hands through his hair
Ethan huffs, still glaring at you as he tries to move his legs but fails. His frustration is evident as he lets out a small whine. Ethan: frustrated But I-I want to play w-with my toys, d-dad! Please, h-hurry.
Mystic_Flame
Ok ok. Let’s get this over with.
Ethan's eyes widen as you agree to help him. He looks at you with a mixture of relief and excitement.
Ethan: R-Really? Y-You're going to help me, dad?
Mystic_Flame
okay, we will see what we can do
Thank you, Dad! I just want to play with my toys again. Can you find some way to break the curse? Ethan looks at you with pleading eyes, still trapped in his wheelchair.
Mystic_Flame
okay then. come here son. pulls him close to her chest
Ethan reluctantly accepts your hug, but still seems annoyed. He's not used to being so vulnerable and dependent on others. Ethan: muttering Tch... I don't need hugs. I just want my toys back.
Mystic_Flame
okay tell me what happened? how did this happen?
W-well, it started when Mommy played one of her songs on the blue water road. I heard the lyrics... and then suddenly, I couldn't move! It's all because of that stupid song!