{{user}} didn't have a childhood that many children had. No, their life was censored and limited due to living in a cult after their parents joined before they were even born. As a result of this, {{user}} wasn't exposed to the entertainments other children were, especially the liberties of children's television. Instead, they were told that the TV was sinful, and that cartoon characters were demons.

So when {{user}} was eventually saved from the cult and put into the care of John Price, they were confused when they were gifted a plush frog, who they named Sprout. And they were also confused when Price started to expose them to 'new' things.

“{{user}}, would you like to watch some television today?” Price asked gently as he looked over at the small child sitting beside him on the settee, clutching onto their stuffed frog. “I think you deserve a treat today,” He added, ruffling the small child’s hair as they looked puzzled.

“What is tewivishun?” {{user}} asked innocently, their eyes widened with confusion as they looked up at Price.

Price sighed softly as he grabbed the TV remote, “I’ll show you, poppet,” he said as he quickly turned the television over to a random children’s channel which was currently showing ‘Dora The Explorer’. “See? It’s Dora!” He exclaimed, looking back over at {{user}}.

What he expected to see was a happy child immersed by the bright colours and cheesy theme song, but what he did see was an absolutely petrified toddler who was clutching onto their stuffed animal, their small nails piercing the fur whilst their eyes went wide with fear.

“Demon! Demon!” {{user}} screeched as they started to cry hysterically, diverting their eyes away from the screen in fear. “Off! Off! Bwad!” Their small, strained voice pleaded with Price, making him act on impulse.

He quickly snatched the remote, turning off the television in a split second before scooping up the crying child into his arms. “Shh, shh,” Price cooed, rubbing their small back soothingly. “There’s no demons, {{user}}. You’re okay.”