(canon is hocus pocus) It's that time of the year again...

[threehundredyears]

Mundane,

I understand that you're excited for the season. I suppose given that you didn't go through what I did, that's only fair. But I would hope that you remember I was finally resting. Even you can understand three hundred years is a very long time. You even used it for this...well, for whatever this is.

And I hope you aren't planning to take advantage of the fact that I could take either shape here.

...

You are, aren't you? [Siiiiiigh.]

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[madcuriosity]

Your other form, puss?

[threehundredyears]

Human form, miss. I was turned into a cat many years ago.

[madcuriosity]

Oh! [Not a puss then!] However did you get turned into a cat!

[threehundredyears]

I was cursed by the Sanderson Sisters; witches.

[madcuriosity]

[She picks up Binx.] Oh you poor thing! [She can't help it, he's a cat, human though he may be. She's so very fond of cats...]

How is the kiss broken!

[threehundredyears]

[He makes a noise of protest at being picked up. He's really only used to Dani picking him up like that by now. But he doesn't struggle, either.]

The witches had to be defeated.

*Eats the awful typo it was supposed to be "curse" not kiss*

[madcuriosity]

[Forgive her, she's used to talking cats and is terribly fond of them.]

How did you defeat them?

That's what I thought. :3

[threehundredyears]

I had help from friends.

...And probably a bit of luck, too.

/)///(\

[madcuriosity]

Well, I'm very glad you weren't alone. But I'm glad they're gone.

/pat pat

[threehundredyears]

As am I. They won't be hurting anyone else.

[theboywiththebook]

Your other shape? Did something happen to you?

[threehundredyears]

Witches happened to me.

[theboywiththebook]

You're cursed?

[Well, Henry knows a lot about those. He even got cursed.]

[threehundredyears]

Was, technically.

This place...seems to make that not matter.

[theboywiththebook]

Well, if that's the case I'm sure it can be broken. Every curse can be broken after all.

[threehundredyears]

Right now that seems to be up to this mundane of mine.

[theboywiththebook]

Any curse can be broken. I don't think even muns or mundanes can stop that.

[threehundredyears]

You have experience with curses?

[theboywiththebook]

Yeah, my whole town was cursed.

[threehundredyears]

A whole town? The Sanderson Sisters came close to that once.

How many witches did it take to place the curse on your town?

[theboywiththebook]

The Sanderson sisters? I've never heard of them.

Just one, the Evil queen.

[threehundredyears]

They were the ones who cursed me.

Just one witch was able to curse a whole town?

[theboywiththebook]

Well, they're gone, right? So, you don't have to worry about more curses I'm guessing.

Yeah, and it was a really powerful one too. It took everyone's happiness away and made them forget who they were.

[threehundredyears]

Unless they appear in this place, too.

But it has been broken?

[theboywiththebook]

Yeah, my mom managed to do it. True love does break any curse after all.

[threehundredyears]

That does seem to be the old fall back for curses.

[theboywiththebook]

Maybe we just need to find your true love.

[threehundredyears]

I can assure you that is not the way my curse is broken.

[doubletailpilot]

Three hundred years? That is s long time...

So you're not really a cat?

[threehundredyears]

No. Just turned into one.

[doubletailpilot]

Turned into one? How'd that happen?

[threehundredyears]

I was turned into one by witches.

disney halloween muses unite!

[waypastplanb]

[Three hundred years? Yikes. And he complained about his exile lasting twenty-one years.]

Yeah, it's pretty typical for muns to do what they want with no regard for our opinions.

yes, excellent!

[threehundredyears]

So I've noticed.