Takes place after Maleficent shrinks

As he watched Maleficent shrink, Carlos felt "off" to say the very least. Then everything went black, then he was met with excruciating body-wide pain. He felt like he was on fire and in a freezer at the same time, along with bursts of electrifying pain that would start at his head and travel through his body. The stabbing pain behind his eyes, when he tried to open them, confirmed his theory... he had come.

"So," He felt the venomous heat of his breath on his face, the steel grip on the back of his neck with sharp claws digging into his skin," You decided to dis..oh...bey?"

"S-sir," Carlos could feel himself choking on a mix of blood and saliva.

"Did I say you could talk?" He asked, dragging out each word. Then when Carlos didn't answer, he felt the excruciating sting of a fist hitting his face, "ANSWER ME WHEN I ASK YOU A QUESTION!"

"I'm s-sor-ry si-" he sputtered, then there was another punch and more yelling,

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT STUTTERING?!"

"It mmmakes you look weak," Carlos said as sharp and strong as he could.

"NO! You are weak. It just makes you look more pathetic... Your mother told me what you did." Carlos gasped, half in pain, half in fear. He felt a different type of heat, and smoke engulfed his lungs.

"OPEN YOUR EYES BOY AND SHOW ME SOME RESPECT!" his mother screamed at him and he forced his eyes to open once more. When they did, despite the pain and bright light, he managed to see that he was in a room with him, his mother, Jafar, and the Evil queen, "You disobeyed... turned 'good'. Now we will take over Auradon and you, my dear, will suffer worst out of all the scum on this island." Carlos froze in fear, wondering what this would mean for his friends, but all went dark again the last thing he heard was a scream.

Mal smiled and hugged Ben when he unfroze,"We d-" She was interrupted by Jay screaming(yelling I mean. Men don't scream) Carlos's name and she turned to see the younger boy lying on the ground, with a small bit of green smoke pouring out of his mouth. Mal fell to one knee at his side, "Carlos?"

He didn't reply in any physical or audible way, so she turned to the Fairy God Mother,

"Oh my! She must have cursed him, before changing."

"What do we do?" Mal asked no one in particular.

"I can ask the mirror!" Evie suggested.

"We should get him out of here first... into the infirmary?" Jay said voice firm, but Evie could hear that it was overflowing with concern. As emotionally detached as Mal usually was, she probably didn't notice. And the fact that "overflowing with emotion" for Jay, didn't mean the same as it would for other people, she doubted and of the Auradon natives noticed.

"Of course!" Fairy God Mother smiled, "Someone will have to carry him, though." While she said "someone", it was made quite clear by the way Jay was hovering over him that no one he didn't approve of would even get close to touching him. Jay picked the smaller boy up with the care you would an expensive china doll, but the hold you would use to carry a rag doll. Then when Evie leaned close and whispered to him, he adjusted Carlos into a much more comfortable looking bridal style. When he, Evie, Mal, Dough, Ben, FGM, King Beast and Queen Belle arrived at the infirmary, where a nurse(healer) was already waiting, Carlos was gently put down on a bed.

"I think that we should figure out the spell now," Evie said and after receiving several sounds of approval and agreement, she took the mirror out and asked," Mirror Mirror in my hand... what spell has caused Carlos to no longer stand?... The mirror says that it was a sleeping curse... No, not that kind. It's just... whatever he dreams will come true."

"So it's a nightmare curse?" Beast asked.

"No, it couldn't be. She shouldn't have had enough strength left for that." FGM assured.

"She didn't. It doesn't do anything to the dream. The dream just comes true." Evie told them and everyone except the three conscious "villains" visibly relaxed.

"W-Why do I feel like there's more?" Dough asked, touching Evie's had for moral support.

"It's just... there's" Evie stared, but Jay finished for her,

"There's a reason why the spell seeked out Carlos."

"I don't understand. Is it like a strength thing? The spell picked out the weakest?" Ben asked, and received a growl from Jay, which led to Mal protectively stepping in front of her boyfriend.

"No." Evie said firmly, sounding a bit angered herself, "It targeted the one most likely to have a dream that would give her some type of advantage."

"Oh... And that'ssssss Carlos?" Ben asked, trying to clarify the situation, "So now what?"

"We wait. Do. Not. Wake. Him. Up. Ok?" Mal commanded, "We don't know..."

"What way the dream spell works. We can't risk it." Evie finished in a threatening tone, looking at no one in particular(although she did make eye contact with Jay for an extended period of time). After a couple minutes passed, FGM was about to say that they should all leave to give it time(though she knew the children would have refused), but Carlos twitched and whined. Both Evie and Jay leaned forward, but neither said anything, in fear that it would be detrimental. Then after an intense 60 seconds, his eyes snapped open and he immediately looked around the room.

"Jay?" he breathed, " What happened?"

"Maleficent put you under a spell." Jay told him.

"Oh." he said, sitting up. He looked strangely disoriented, but after looking around and seeing all the people staring at him, he scowled and grunted,"Can I go now?" After several "no"s he nodded and got up anyway and walked out.

"Bu-" Ben started,

"Don't." Mal said, but she also nodded and pointed at the door, alowing Jay to run after his friend, "Let Jay handle this."

"I'm sorry, but I don't know if we can just allow them to run off like this." Queen Belle spoke up, saying it softly and carefully.

"Given all that just happened, do you trust us?" Evie asked. Both Ben and Dough said yes, but Evie wouldn't continue until she got some form of confirmation from everyone, "Then trust us on this."

"You'd just make it worse. Bes-" Mal dropped on the bed, sitting there she looked bored, but anyone could tell she was at least sligtly worried.

"Besides what?" Ben asked.

"Nothing." The edge in her voice prevented anyone from asking again. If something was wrong, she didn't do a good job at hiding it, but no one would be the one stupid enough to ask.