"Jennifer. I heard you shouting for something. Is everything alright?" Jennifer's mother opened the door and saw her daughter talked on the phone with someone.
"Mom! There's a creepy kid on the phone." Jennifer whined like a puppy and handed the phone to her mother.
Jennifer's 43-year-old mother Susan Smith took the phone from the daughter's hand and begun to shout at Kyle. Susan kept shouting and gave Kyle an earful of her mind. She berated to Kyle how he was going to be in big trouble if he pestered her daughter even further. Susan felt how her body froze all of a sudden and her mouth was tightly shut as an air tight zip lock.
"Time's up, so you get both." Kyle spoke softly. "I was originally going to curse Jennifer but because of the unexpected circumstances. It seems that there's a new person on the phone with me."
"Mom. What's going on? Mom? Why did you stop? What did he do to you?" Jennifer asked from her mother who didn't move an inch.
"Oh. So you are Jennifer's mother. I see. Even better. He he he. What if I modify the curse just a tiny bit and use on you. I think you, Jennifer's loving mother, you are the perfect catalyst to act as my agent for the misery that your daughter has caused me." Kyle chuckled. "Let's see here. What kind of fun change I should come up with, so that you can teach her a lesson to be nice, while I get to witness everything from a distance."
"Kyle! What ever you are doing to my mother on the phone. STOP! Leave my mother out of this!" Jennifer shouted to the phone that Susan held on her hand.
"Hmm? HAH! Got it!" Kyle laughed. "Here's what I'm going to do..."