Heartattack

Insults And Depression

"M-Mother…?! F-Father…?!"

"Well, if it isn't our lousy hunk of junk," Krisha smirked.

"W-What do you want?" Crusher stammered. "You... you don't seem concerned at all that Grammy's dying... not that you'd wanna know..."

"We don't care if she's dying, you brat!" Calvin snapped. "We came to rub it in your face that you'll soon be nothing but worthless and alone!"

"Not that we're surprised," Krisha smirked. "After all, you DESERVE to be alone! You can't even cheat properly, let alone win!"

"I... I won today without cheating..." Crusher whispered.

"Exactly!" Krisha slapped him right across the face. "You're a lousy brat you can't even win WITH cheating!"

"You're pathetic!" Calvin snarled. "You let that goodie-goodie truck make you stop cheating! You're a coward and a worthless child!"

Crusher whimpered as he tried to drive backwards and slam the door, but Krisha beat him to it, and they forced themselves into the house.

"You don't think we're going to let you go THAT easily, don't you?!"

"J-Just leave me alone!" Crusher hissed.

"Maybe we should, before trouble occurs," Calvin whispered to his wife. "Besides, he's such a puny brat that's going to be orphan anyway,"

"Fine, fine," Krisha huffed and turned away. "Goodbye, you worthless piece of junk,"

With that, they drove off and out of the house. As soon as they were gone, Crusher fell on his tires and began to break down.

"Crusher?"

Blaze entered the living room to find the dark blue truck crying on the floor. He frowned and drove to his side.

"Crusher... what happened?"

"M-My parents…" Crusher sniffled. "They… They came…"

"Oh... I take it they didn't provide comfort...?"

"They don't CARE about me or Grammy…" Crusher hissed. "They… They just rubbed it in my face that I… I was going to be alone after… after Grammy dies…"

"Oh, Crusher... that's not true. You have me, and AJ and the rest of our friends." Blaze assured him.

"I… I know, it's just…" Crusher began to sob again. "Grammy… she… she was the only family member that actually cared for me…"

Blaze held him closely before he immediately knew what he had to do.

If he was gonna heal some of Crusher's broken heart, he was gonna need help.

Magical help.

"I'll be right back."

Immediately, he drove to fetch Roarian and told him everything that happened.

"Is there any way we can help him? A spell... something?"

"Well... I do have a spell where you and Crusher could enter an enchanted sleep to go to a dream world, and you can help him deal with everything. But it will take a lot of energy." Roarian told him.

"I'll do anything to help Crusher." Blaze nodded confirmingly. "I'll do it,"

"Let's go see Crusher then."

They both headed out to see Crusher on the floor. He was no longer crying, but he was still on the floor, head low with dry tears.

"Crusher...? Roarian has a way to make you feel a little better."

"Really…?" Crusher glanced up at them weakly. "How…?"

"Roarian will put a spell on us to put us in an enchanted sleep, and we'll spend some time in the enchanted dream world. Doesn't that sound nice?" Blaze offered a smile.

"I… I guess…" Crusher slowly picked himself up.

"Once I sense you're ready to return, I'll end the enchantment. Here goes..."

Roarian took a deep breath and released his magic towards the duo. The magic made them yawn before they slowly fell into a deep sleep.