Poor Unfortunate Souls: Hawaii Pt. 8

Adam hesitated when Maui asked him for his story point blank but part of changing for the better was confronting the past straight on. He took a deep breath.

“I was a wealthy prince in the countryside of France,” he said. “I was arrogant, I was pushy, and I was practically begging for karma. Finally, it showed up in the form of an enchantress. She appeared in the form of a beggar so I had my servants turn her away. She repaid me by cursing me to live forever in that beast form that you saw earlier. She also cursed all of my servants to become all of the furniture and objects in the castle. If I did not find true love, we would all remain in our cursed forms forever.”

“What happened?” Moana asked. “Obviously, you broke the curse. Well, sort of.”

Adam nodded. Here came the worst part. “I took a woman hostage and kept her in my castle. I’m not proud of it. It was a horrible thing to do and no explanation could excuse my behavior. I bullied her, I raged at her, and I treated her horribly while my servants were courteous and kind. Her kindness and compassion softened my heart especially since I did not deserve it. She broke the spell and freed me and I’ve been trying since to make it up to her and be a better person.”

“Except you can still turn into that beast,” Maui said. “What’s that about?” It was a good question. It definitely gave Adam pause. He spent a lot of time in his own head but he easily recognized that he was not very wise. He rarely had the answer. He paid people to have the answer.

“I don’t know,” Adam said with a sigh. “Magic never really made any sense to me. Maybe I still need the Beast for now. Maybe this time the Beast will get me back to Belle.”

“Maybe,” Moana said. “or maybe once we fix things, you’ll go back to normal. That happened on my adventure.” She thought of how a little bit of compassion

“Our adventure,” Maui said, feeling a compulsion to correct her.

“Yeah, I guess you did some things too,” Moana said, gently teasing the demigod. “and now we’re a trio. We’re going to solve this thing and get things back to normal. Well, as normal as they ever are.”

“All those people out there are cursed like I was,” Adam said. “Turned into animals. We need to reverse the curse and set them free. I know how they must feel.”

“Too bad they can’t just turn back like I can,” Maui said, raising his hook for a moment. Moana caught sight of the hook and her eyes widened with a sudden realization. That look made Maui as nervous as it did from the beginning. He had learned not to underestimate her.

“Maybe they can,” Moana said. “but you’re going to have to let Pleakley and Jumba study your hook.”

“My hook!?” Maui yelled. “You must be crazy.”

“She’s right,” Adam said. “If that thing lets you change into animals and back then maybe it can help all of those people.” He shrugged. It seemed as good an idea as any.

“This ‘thing’ is a gift from the Gods,” Maui said indignantly. “It’s not a toy. It’s mine. I went through a lot to get it back.” He looked at Moana and crossed his arms. “We went through a lot to get it back.” It meant a lot that Maui was sharing credit. It almost never happened.

“We’ll make sure they’re careful with it,” Moana said. “It won’t be damaged again.”

Maui sighed. “If it will help, they can study it,” he said. “But I will watch their every movie.”

“Deal,” Moana said with a little laugh. “Thank you.” That thank you was genuine and heartfelt. Maui was close to her heart even if he could be a total goof and a selfish pig sometimes.

“You’re welcome,” Maui said gruffly before rolling his eyes and smiling. “Maui to the rescue again.”

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