[It starts with a scene showing an ol' tiny house in New Orleans, Louisiana. It's a beautiful day outside, birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and a dog... barking.]
Kid: NO! STAY BACK!
[The dog bites the kid and he screams in pain as tears run down his eyes. A woman is sweeping the porch and is alerted by the noise and sees her son on the ground, shuffling away from the barking stray dog.]
Mother: ALASTOR!! *she rushes over to him.* What happened!?
Kid Alastor:*with tears in his eyes.* It bit me!
[The woman then turns her attention to the dog as she shooed it away.]
Mother: Are you alright, honey?
Alastor:*still crying* It hurts...
Mother: Shhh, don't worry my dear. Let's go inside and get you all cleaned up, alright?
[Alastor still crying a bit as he slowly nods.]
Mother: Hm...
[She then gets an idea. She begins to sing a lullaby to Alastor as she holds him closer to her.]
Mother: If you... just smile. *she wipes Alastor's tears away as he looks happy now.* Let's go home, and while we're at it, how about I teach you my Jambalaya recipe?
Kid Alasotr:*he smiles at her* I love you!
Mother: I love you too, my dear.
[She kisses him on the head as they both walk back to the house.]
[We then cut to somewhere in New Orleans, Louisiana as it's now 1933 with some radio static pitching in while a voice is heard.]
Radio: Well, howdy folks! Gather 'round that ol' radio, 'cause it's time for another little tune that'll make your feet tap and your heart skip a beat. Now, folks, let's dive into the groove!
[The Radio plays songs ranging from the 1920s to 1930s.]
[It then cuts to a radio station that shows a grown-up Alastor in his 30s as he smiles sinisterly.]
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Alastor:*over the music* Ah, doesn't that just take you back? The sweet melody, when the world was a bit simpler, and the music had a rhythm you could really sinkyour teeth into.
