Long Live the Evil Triplet

Chapter 21 - Cursed Bound

(Age 4 - Luis - inside Louie's head)

Luis stood, waiting, below the hole that poured out the light.

It felt so warm inside the cold dampness of Louie's mind.

He watched with longing as the four-year-old Louie played, laughed, and cuddled with his brothers.

Luis wanted that. He wanted that from Louie. He wished he didn't have to stand in attention, waiting on Magica's beck and call.

She said once Louie showed a sign of weakness, they'd be together. That he'd never have to come back to this place for very long ever again..."

You believe her?" Asked a voice. "Magica doesn't care about anyone but herself, ya know..." The disembodied voice continued. "She'll drop you just like all the others..."

It was a girl's voice, and Luis turned around in a small circle looking for it's owner. He was alone.

"You, whoever you are, You're wrong!" Luis shouted into the darkness.

His voice echoed around him, as the girl laughed.

Despite Luis already hating the voice, the laugh brought out a bit of clarity for Luis.

It was better then being alone. With nothing but watching Louie's life to mock him. To tease him.

To wish he had something else to hold onto other then Magica's cold, dark, curse...

"I'm not wrong. I'm never wrong." The girl told him.

"As for who I am. I'm Asha. Luis. I'm part of the curse too."

Part of the curse?

"Who. Who's curse are you bounded too?" He asked, finally.

"I'd rather not say at the moment." She told him. "Not that I don't trust you, Luis. I have trust issues." Asha admitted.

"You don't have to with me." Luis said, without thinking.

Luis desperately wanted someone to talk to.

It was so lonely here.

Maybe he and this girl...

Both Luis and Asha looked totally different from their cursed counter parts. Secretly Louie wanted to be the good, quiet, type who always followed the rules. So Luis is imagined as such. His feathers slicked back and combed, his clothes pressed neatly against his skin, unwrinkled and not a speck of dirt on them.

Luis secretly wanted very much to see Asha's form.

But either she was embarrassed by it or couldn't appear to him that why while she was inside Louie's head.

Silence, only to be followed by Louie and Dewey fighting over the TV remote. Luis's attention was drawn away from Asha for just a moment, just in time to see Dewey break the remote by throwing it across the room.

He felt Louie's feelings then. For the first time ever.

Felt that wonderful feeling of hate, sadness, anger.

He was never able to feel anything in this form.

Not on his own.

But now...He had to motivate Louie.