It had seemed like the perfect wish that was so low energy it couldn’t possibly have a downside. “I wish my cosplay for the dragon-con convention would be perfect.” She didnt demand to win. Demand people love it. Just wished that it look as close to the show as possible.
On Friday she found herself standing atop her spinning platform at 9 am in the first of her ‘demonstrations’ as the con called it. The tech assigned to her by the convention gave her the thumbs up and turned the platform on and jumped back out of the way as the music box began to play. Emily began to perform. Her mouth moving as she silently sang the words. Only.. suddenly she wasn’t silent any longer. She was singing? The words sprang from her lips unbidden even as she tried to stop. It was only then sge realized she couldn’t stop dancing either.
She continued her dance until the end, ‘winding down’ with a dramatic flourish. She hung there for a moment before suddenly sge could move once again. Straightening she tried to jump from the box but found she was suddenly stuck. She turned to ask the tech for help only to see him scoping a wheeled dolly under her base and leaning her back.
“Stop. Let me down.” She protested.
“Sorry. The orders are to make sure the toy performs at every stop. Gotta hurry for the next show”