Our Week Off Together!

Sixth Day, Part 1

"Amity, you're not still mad at me about last night, are you?"

The two are sitting on the couch together, with Luz trying to plead with Amity who is sitting with her arms crossed and staring forward.

"Maybe," she mutters.

"I won't do it again, I promise!" Luz shakes the girl's leg to get her attention, but even physical contact that normally would reduce Amity into a flustered mess has no effect. "You're not going to spend your last day here being angry at me, are you?"

"Watch me."

"Amityyy!"

"Would anyone mind explaining to me why I'm not smelling breakfast right now?" King comes down the stairs and lets out a loud yawn before joining the girls in the living room.

"Morning cutie." Luz waves. "Sorry, Eda said she was going to whip us up something last night."

"Okay, still doesn't answer my question." King points out the lack of anyone in the kitchen. "So, where's Eda then? Is she getting groceries?"

They had ransacked their food supply thanks to Geoffrey's binge eating, but Luz didn't recall seeing Eda coming through. Eda had taken to getting up early since Luz moved in, but was likely she slept in today.

"Maybe she's still in her room?" Luz shrugs.

"How could she be sleeping when we're starving down here!" King demands, his stomach growling taking full control of his behavior. "Someone needs to go up there and tell that lazy bones I like my eggs sunny-side up!"

The front door bursts open and Hooty pokes his head inside.

"Hoot hoot! I can help you guys!" he offers.

"Thanks, Hooty. You mind checking in on Eda for us?" Luz asks.

The Owl-Door-Thing-Neck-I-Don't-Know looks confused by the suggestion. "Oh, I meant I could help make breakfast for everyone!" he explains, "This might surprise you, but I make a killer omelet."

"It's true." King nods. "His omelet nearly killed one of Eda's ex-boyfriends she invited over."

"How?" Luz asks, incredulously. On second thought, it's probably best not to know. She shakes her head. "We're fine, Hooty. Can you just get Eda up for us?"

"Aw, okay..." The owl tube lowers his head before stretching his neck up to the second story, to where Eda's bedroom window is.

"If he makes me anything, I'll make him eat it first," Amity warns them.

It doesn't take even a minute for Hooty to come back to share the news.

"Sorry, ever since I threw that frog guy through Eda's window, she's had it all boarded up. Couldn't see anything."

"Ugh!" King groans. "You're so useless! Guess I'll have to do it myself!"

"You're welcome!" Hooty cheerfully responds.

"I'll go with him," Luz says, turning to Amity. "I'll be back soon, Ms. Frowny-pants."

Amity scowls as Luz climbs up the stairs after King. She stubbornly sits there as Hooty, ever so slowly, extends his face to rest next to her face.

"... You look mad about something. Want to talk about it?"

"Luz!" Amity gets off the couch and rushes towards the stairs. "I forgive you! Wait for me!"

Hooty watches her go and retreats to the door.

"Another relationship saved by me. Good work, Hooty." He nods to himself. "Thanks, Hooty!"