The Chat Room Part 1

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Mr. Dreyar: Welcome to the first meeting of Curses and Spells chat group. Anyone here?

(FireFrog and IceBeast joined the chat)

Mr. Dreyar: I see we have two new comers. Welcome FireFrog and IceBeast.

FireFrog: Hello.

Mr. Dreyar: Mind telling us about yourselves?

IceBeast: Not really.

FireFrog: Tell you what exactly?

Mr. Dreyar: For starters, how about why you're here?

FireFrog: Because my sister made me.

IceBeast: My housekeeper made me join.

Mr. Dreyar: What I mean is, this is an online support group for victims of spells and curses. We talk about about what victims are struggling with and how they can cope, maybe even break the spells they're under. We usually begin with how the victim was first bewitched.

(GranbellBear joined the chat)

GranbellBear: Yeah for example, I was turned into a bear.

FireFrog: A bear? Like a literal bear?

GranbellBear: Yep! You see this dwarf was working as an executive in my family's company, but I saw him one night embezzling money and planning to set my dad up as the fall guy. I tried to go to the cops but he caught me and he couldn't have any witnesses so he turned me into a bear.

(MioNightingale joined the chat)

MioNightingale: A dwarf did that to you? I thought only witches could do that.

GranbellBear: That's what I thought too. Apparently dwarfs can do it too.

(IronJinn and ElieDonkey joined the chat)

IronJinn: Not just witches and dwarfs, I was cursed by a sorcerer.

ElieDonkey: I was cursed by my own father.

IceBeast: Wait a minute! Witches? Dwarfs? And Sorcerers? Just how many curse casting freaks are there in the world?!

Mr. Dreyar: Probably as many as there are people. But let's stay focused on the main subject. GranbellBear, thank you for sharing. Would anyone else like to explain to our new member, why they're here?

MioNightingale: I was engaged to be married and my old spinster neighbor happened to be a witch. She turned me into a bird, a nightingale. She turns any brides to be in the neighborhood into birds.

FireFrog: Why?

MioNightingale: I don't know for sure, but I think she has something against couples and marriage. You know she tells me everyday that my fiance is going to forget about me and marry someone else, but I know she's wrong. He's vowed to do whatever it takes to change me back.

IceBeast: And if he can't do it?

MioNightingale: He says that his family will just have to accept having a nightingale for a daughter in-law.

ElieDonkey: Awww! He sounds wonderful.

IceBeast: Yeah right, there's no way he's going to marry a bird.

MioNightingale: You don't know him! I love him and he loves me!

IceBeast: I don't believe in love.

FireFrog: Me either.

Mr. Dreyar: And why is that? Does it have anything to do with whatever spell or curse was inflicted upon you two.

IceBeast: I don't want to talk about it.

FireFrog: Ditto.

IronJinn: That's a yes.

GranbellBear: No need to be embarrassed guys, you're among friends. We're all victims of magic gone wrong. IronJinn over here was literally turned to iron and ElieDonkey is cursed to wear the skin of a donkey.

FireFrog: Wear the skin of a donkey? Now what's that about?

Mr. Dreyar: I think you should explain your spell next FireFrog.

FireFrog: Oh yeah? Well what's your story Mr. Dreyar? What kind of curse are you stuck with?

Mr. Dreyar: None, but my grandson was once cursed to be a hedgehog. I never knew until his curse was broken and since then I've decided to reach out and try to help others who have similar problems. I've also spent years studying the stories, myths, and histories of magic, magic users, curses, spells, and hexes.

FireFrog: Well still, you have no idea what it's like Gramps. Not really, not until you've been cursed yourself.

Mr. Dreyar: Doesn't mean I can't help.

IceBeast: I seriously doubt that.

Mr. Dreyar: You could at least give me a chance. Give all of us a chance. What have you got to lose?

IceBeast: Nothing really. I lost everything the day I was cursed.

FireFrog: Not everything. You still have me. We uglies have to stick together.

IceBeast: Oh shut up, wart-face!

FireFrog: I told you not to call me that! Furball!

IceBeast: Why don't you hop over to a pond somewhere and spawn with a toad?!

FireFrog: Why don't you move to the mountains and hook up with the abominable snowman?!

Mr. Dreyar: Alright! That's enough! I will not allow harsh words or bickering to take place in this chat room! You two dunderheads behave yourselves or you're out of here!

FireFrog: Okay, I'll be good.

IceBeast: Whatever.

Mr. Dreyar: Now once again, would either one of you like to tell us why you're here?

FireFrog: (Sighs) I guess I'll go first. In case my screen name didn't make it obvious enough, I'm a frog. A small, green, ugly frog. Although I wasn't really much of a looker before. In fact I was kind of a loser.

MioNightingale: Oh I'm sure that's not true.

IceBeast: Yes it is.

MioNightingale: Why are you so mean?

FireFrog: Just ignore him. He's always been a beast. Even before he looked the part.

GranbellBear: Care to elaborate?

IceBeast: He means I am a beast. An animal. Fur, claws, you name it. Everything about me on the outside is an animal, but on the inside I'm still human.

GranbellBear: I can relate.

FireFrog: So can I. But there is one major difference. Beastly over here brought his curse on himself. I told you being a jerk all the time would come back to bite you in the ass!

IceBeast: Well at least I still have an ass, and balls, unlike some amphibians.

FireFrog: I told you never to mention that!

GranbellBear: (Feels bad for FireFrog) No balls? Oh dude, that must really suck.

IronJinn: You wanna know what really sucks? Having balls made of literal iron! Hurts like a bitch!

ElieDonkey: Can we please change the subject?

Mr. Dreyar: Yes please. FireFrog, continue with your story.

FireFrog: Okay. I was a student at Fairy Tale Academy, IceBeast and I both. It was a private school, for rich kids mostly. It was sophomore year and the school was getting ready for the spring dance. That was when they appeared.

Mr. Dreyar: They?

IceBeast: The witches. There were three of them.

FireFrog: But only two of them put the hex on us. The first day I saw them, it'll haunt me forever.

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