When we got to the table, we saw Iris there, still eating, or rather, trying to eat, the remainder of her food.

"Are you feeling alright?" I queried, taking my hand off Misery's shoulder and heading toward Iris.

"I heard someone... throw up," said Iris, furrowing her eyebrow.

Misery frowned at this, and looked up at me, then at Ruby.

"Misery had her migraine thing come back. She's fine now, thanks to Karina," laughed Ruby.

"Oh. Okay," sighed Iris, showing relief, and happily digging into the last two bites of her breakfast.

Misery sat down, and Ruby headed over to get her a serving of pancakes. I smiled at Iris, who now had an empty plate, but also had syrup on her lips.

"I should go get you a cloth," I said, laughing at her.

As soon as I left, however, I could hear faint voices as I wet the face cloth.

"Uh oh," Misery said.

"What?" questioned Ruby.

"It's... back," she said, her voice raising in pitch.

Before she could get up, however, I had come back with the cloth, and she sighed with relief.

"Gone again?" wondered Iris.

"Yeah," answered Misery.

I handed Iris the cloth, and she cleaned all the syrup off. Quite vigorously too.

"Where would you like me to put this, Ruby?" I asked, taking the cloth.

"You can go downstairs and put it in the washing machine. I'm going to do some laundry today," she replied, and I headed downstairs.

I heard a sudden groan as I plopped the cloth into the machine, which was currently empty except for a swim suit that appeared to be Iris's.

"Misery! What's going on?" queried Ruby.

"I don't know. It keeps coming back. But it seems to go away when she's here," she said, her voice showing fear and discomfort.

I came back up the stairs, and as I entered the kitchen, I saw Misery's eyes go wide with fear. But as soon as I placed a hand on her to help her to the bathroom, she relaxed.

"I guess it's... I can't be... What's happening?" I questioned.

"Misery is feeling better now, but when you leave she feels worse," explained Ruby.

I thought for a moment. What was I doing that suddenly made her better? Every time I left, she would feel sick again. But why?

"I did sing to her. Maybe I somehow placed a spell on her without realizing it," I said, more to myself than anyone else.

Sure enough, it hit me. I did place a spell on her! I thought back to when I was young and learning from the older kinnon, the powers of our kind and how to use them. What was I to do? I couldn't leave her side at all now. I wanted to break it, but I was only saddened at the thought of her falling sick again.

"Migraines are the only things that scare me. Well, that and stomach flu. It killed my great great great great uncles half brother's great great great great grandfather," explained Misery.

"Oh. That's terrible!" cried Ruby.

"Yeah. Migraine is really only named that because she's a big pain in the head. Her screeching voice can cause a migraine to get worse too," Misery continued.

"Hmmm. If I head back home in a month or so, how will Misery be able to handle that?" I asked, my voice shaky.

"Do you know if you had cast a spell or not?" questioned Iris.

"I think I did. But I don't know how to break the part of the spell where I need to be present," I admitted.

Misery ate the pancakes Ruby had placed in front of her, looking at me here and there.

"My family is always given bad luck. Everyone. We are used to it. Even if we get a deadly migraine. And literally," she explained.

"Well, if I end up breaking the spell completely, I know one thing. We can't let you die," I told her.

I began to dance slowly around the table to calm myself. Everyone watched in amazement, but at the time I had taken no notice. Then suddenly, as if the lights had burned out, Misery jumped up.