When Kyle fastens the chain around his neck, he instantly becomes aware of Brad and his helpless predicament. He learns that the cursed ones are telepathic, and quickly finds Carter the human dildo where he rolled under the bed. He smiles wickedly, sadly he isn't touching Brad at the moment, so his thoughts remain a mystery to his furry brother. Carter sighs sending an oh no to Brad. Brad anxiously awaits his younger brother's return. This won't end well he fears.
"Oh, it'll end well for me," chirped Kyle walking through the door with a Teddy Bear in one hand and a dildo in the other.
"This is Vinnie, and Vinnie this is my mean older brother Brad. You two are going to spend a lot of time together. In fact, you're going to become a regular pair. Hehehehe!" Kyle laughs at his own joke.
"Man, Kyle a minute ago, you were ready to hug and say you loved me, and now..."
"This necklace works like a receiver, bro, I hear your every thought like you were speaking to me. And when I thought you'd gotten me a stuffed animal and given me your prized necklace, I was all gushy. But you didn't, you got mixed up with some bad mojo, and I for one am fairly happy with the result."
"Always was the little brain," murmured the stuffed moose's mind.
"Always was the dumb jock walking all over your smarter little brother, but not any more."
He shoved the dildo vibrator into the plush toy. Brad screams.
"One pair of comfy fuzzy slippers coming right up!" As he removed, the dildo from his new right slipper, he inserted it into Vinnie who promptly became Brad's slipper mate.
"Now you two behave yourselves, I don't want you breeding a bunch of dust bunnies under my bed. I can't wait to walk all over you, Brad."
He put his new fuzzy slippers on and headed downstairs to play videogames in the family room. "I'll definitely have to thank Steve Malloy in the morning."
Why? wondered his fuzzy slippers.
"Oh, Vinnie that little blond haired kid who gave you the magic ring. The ring wasn't magic. That was Steve Malloy, he's magic. He told me that he'd find away to let me walk all over Brad for a change, and he did. He said it's like that Kevin Bacon thing, six degrees of separation. You start the curse with somebody who knows somebody who knows your intended victim, and voila! Neato huh? Now time to kick back and play Final Fantasy, cause my fantasy just came true slipper boys!" Manical laughter, and game music echoed throughout the family room.